The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

With that in mind, Frank looked up and shouted, "Sir, I don't have the spiritron vein with me, but I know where it is. I appeal to your forbearance as my senior to grant me the favor of releasing my family, and I will take you to it!"

Silence ensued across the rundown temple at Frank's words, as the person lurking in the shadows pondered.

Soon, his elderly voice spoke again. "Very well. Since you're a man of principles, you have my trust."

He then emerged from the shadows, an elderly man with gray hair and a steel mask covering half his face strode out. His expression was cold, and he carried a string of prayer beads in one hand.

Frank's heart skipped a beat when he saw him-the terrible pressure that man projected made it clear he was Transcendentrank!

He could not help remembering what Sienna Noirot of Cloudnine Sect told him... that dangers lurked everywhere across Draconia.

And now, it was clear that he lacked vital knowledge on the martial elites in play.

Still, he did not flinch and walked past the elderly man with a steel mask, heading deeper into the temple.

There, he found both Nash and Carol, bound and gagged.

is going on

confused as Frank took

his lips, shushing her. "We can talk later after

and Carol nodded

stood with his hands clasped behind his back, waiting as Frank led Carol and Nash

thank me

he saw the trio. "You promised to take me to the spicitron vein so don't try to

man of my

elderly man with the steel mask was already riding shotgun and smiling at

word and quickly started the car and

Winter, telling them that Carol and Nash were

he added that if anyone came asking for him, they should just point them in the direction

Lawrence, what's the spiritron vein?" Kat

bliss!" Frank