The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As Yosil uttered these words, a wave of unease washed over Kairo.

During the first trial, Yosil had changed Frank's score from zero to over a hundred because he had detected toxicity in the medicinal soup. Was this stubborn old man stepping in again to overturn the already settled outcome?

Would he give Frank a high score?

At the thought, Kairo began to sweat profusely and forgot to sniff back his runny nose, with his snot almost dripping onto his lips. Kairo was genuinely anxious now.

If this old man intervened again and gave Frank a score exceeding a hundred, would he have to kneel down and lick Frank's shoes?!

The image of himself mocking Frank flashed before Kairo's eyes, causing him to sweat even more. If this happened, Cloudnine Sect and Kairo himself would truly become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes. This label would likely haunt him indefinitely. He might as well die now.

Just as Kairo nervously stared at Yosil, the elder regretfully shook his head in front of everyone's gaze.

you indeed have the right

"What?!"

him with expressions of utter astonishment. Frank was not yet thirty years old, and yet, he had skills so advanced that even Yosil, the castellan of Kornac's Keep, could not

"However!"

He sighed regretfully and continued, "However, about

employed, it contains only the ordinary marrow of the mudroots and thus cannot

oneself of toxicity, and it's evident

I can only

that his heart was racing, and he did not dare to disten to what Yosil had to say. However, the final number Yosil uttered eventually reached

That's