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.

isn't that Kain the Wild Blade?! What's he doing

a real rogue. The man doesn't care about

bring in a jinx like

Glen's smile stiffening-even he

savagery, as he butchered people without an

fact, when someone from a rivaling sect

sect's enclave and bathed it in blood, leaving

was known to be a berserker, he really was a madman

he a member of Cloudnine Sect, he was individually strong and was halfway

Glen did not think that

he was smiling in greeting despite his panic

Thud!

on an armchair, he kept his huge machete

Glen's presence, he showed no inclination to exchange