The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Glen was scowling a little less the next day, as he received all the martial artists who were arriving at the conference hall.

Frank, Vicky, Til, and everyone else were there, just as a retainer hurried inside and announced, "We have visitors from Cloud Nine Sect asking to see you, Mr. Turnbull." "Cloudnine Sect? Already?!"

Glen exclaimed in delight. "The branch families really have some decent connections! Quick, show them in!"

"Yes, Mr. Turnbull," the retainer replied and turned to leave.

Soon, a sonorous laughter echoed from a door, as a bearded man with bulging muscles and stood over two meters tall strode in.

He was wearing shades, and he had a giant machete slung over his back, with several lackeys in tow.

The man must at least weigh over two hundred pounds, and the ground almost seemed to shake with every step he took.

In fact, the faces of many other martial artists fell when they saw that burly man.

the Wild

doesn't care about friend

bring in

smile stiffening-even he had heard of

man was known for his savagery, as he butchered people

when someone from a rivaling sect

into that sect's enclave and bathed it in blood, leaving none

be a berserker, he really

he a member of Cloudnine Sect, he was individually strong and was halfway through Ascendant rank in his

Glen did not think that Cloudnine

was smiling in greeting

Thud!

himself on an armchair, he kept his huge machete

though he was in Glen's presence,