The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

A old man in Draconia's military uniform emerged from the darkness, laughing raspily. "Hehehe..."

"What..." Frank struggled to get up despite the agony of his broken ribs, as he recognized the geezer right then.

He was Frank's father, worshiped and admired across Draconia, and the bane of Talnam-the Lord of the Southern Woods!

"What are you doing here?!" Damon was actually panicking, even fearful as he stared at the rows of military medals adorning Godwin Lawrence's jacket.

It was certainly unusual for a peak Ascendant rank to react like that, especially when he was so nonchalant when he first showed up.

And he was a man whose power was above question, too!

"Hehe. I'm just taking a stroll before I kick the bucket," Godwin said calmly, a slight smile showing on his lips as if recounting the good old days with a friend. Damon kept backing away until he felt his back reach a wall.

"Don't you remember the agreement you signed three years ago?!" Damon snapped, but he was glaring warily at Godwin, on the verge of appearing terrified just then.

"Oh, the agreement?" Godwin smacked himself on the forehead, chuckling. "Ah, I'm really getting forgetful now that I'm old, but I can remember them again later... Oh, wait, which agreement are we talking about again?"

"You'd better think about this. If you

his

Damon bellowed. "You know what happens then-you won't be able to protect

smile faded at Damon's threat,

Damon, he lowered his gaze at his son

chuckled. "Not giving

the years, but his sharp glare that never warmed around his father

eyelid despite the pain in his body, though

and nodded, as if approving of his son. "I heard you massacred some Talnamese intruders. But that's my

he also

been the epitome of coldness

mess," Godwin said as he walked past Frank, suddenly no longer an old man with stiff joints but a sovereign whose very presence