The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Eventually, as over a dozen youths from Kat's neighborhood joined the fray, she took down over twenty thugs.

Still, some of them carried machetes and knives, and Kat ended up getting cut in the forearm when one of them caught her off guard.

At her limit, she was panting heavily as she looked around, but the thugs were all down.

"Well done, kiddo!"

"I didn't think old Nash's kid was this good!"

"Your hands's bleeding... Quick, get it bandaged!"

Kat felt warmth unfurling in her heart from all the praise showered her way and puffed her chest as she turned toward the greasy-haired middle-aged man.

"Is that it? Hehehe..."

Somehow, the greasy-haired middle-aged man was not upset or blaming the thugs' incompetence, but was instead laughing... even clapping.

of yourself, kid! You're actually a martial artist-half-baked, but I

in turn and snapped, "If you get

"Leave?"

more loudly. "Kiddo, I could

leapt out from the heavy construction machinery... and there were over two hundred

middle-aged man smiled at Kat in turn. "I didn't bring much, but I brought all the men I

she watched

were so vocally approving of her were suddenly deflated and

toward them. "I was being nice, but since none of you knows what's good for you,

and started backing away, while Kat was left puzzled. "Piles? What's that supposed to

tugged on her arm. "He means to drive us into the dirt, like piles. Run, kiddo - these people are

"What?!"

left incensed, but she saw that the greasy-haired middle-aged man was within her range of attack

vigor unfurling as she yelled, "Skyrush