The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank's car quickly arrived in the outskirts of Zamri, and it did not take him long to find the rundown temple.

Still, he had yet to step inside when he sensed the grim presence of death, setting off every alarm bell in his mind.

If his hunch was right, the people who kidnapped Nash and Carol were after him from the start... Or the spiritron vein, to be precise.

Frank felt regret at the thought-the spiritron vein was such a big deal that various major factions in the country were on the move.

Martial elites who cultivated in seclusion, major sects... even government officials like the mayor of Morhen were getting involved in this battle royale. And if Cloudnine Sect could reach him, others could.

As Frank and Lanecorp become the heart of the storm, even the ones in the shadows would come or keep an eye to see how things panned out. Possessing the spiritron vein might sound amazing, but Frank was on his own and did not have what it took to hold on to it.

With that thought, he gradually found it in him to give up on the spiritron vein-for him, it was expendable, but his friends and family were not.

bonds than worldly

temple, he immediately

cold and gloomy, and Frank actually got

he felt this way meant the presence inside the temple was a threat to him just by being there. "Kid... I'm sure you know what I want, unless you're a

resounded, seemingly booming from every direction, preventing Frank from pinpointing

at the center of the rundown temple, before

"Hehehe..."

was sinister, though there was soon a tone of acknowledgment. "You're truly Godwin Lawrence's son. So? Are you going to choose the spiritron

are not irrelevant. You want the spiritron

as I am