The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Hah!" Mickus snorted. "This is just a perfectly normal deal. Also, you're only the chief of the Martial Alliance because you used your body to pleasure many bigwigs, no? Why else would someone like you get to be the chief of the Martial Alliance?" While Mickus' mockery left Silverbell bristling, Frank remained impassive as he held up three fingers and counted. "Three."

"What, are you for real?"

Mickus was actually surprised that Frank was counting down but soon snorted in contempt. "I pity you, having a whore as a fiancee. Who knows how many men she's had to spread her legs for=" Smack!

Frank had suddenly slapped Mickus across the face so quickly he could barely see it, shutting him up.

"One." He counted at the same time amid the ensuing silence.

"What..."

Touching his burning cheek, Mickus' expression alternated from disbelief to flushed fury.

you know who

shouting at the Clear Winds Pavilion apprentices behind him,

every Clear Winds Pavilion apprentice turned their sights on

"Watch out!" Silverbell cried.

strong Frank was, but she could not stop herself from getting worried as he was being attacked by so

breath, his impassive visage now cold as he looked up. "Since you're so eager to get it

the Clear Winds Pavilion apprentices, moving so quickly

ensued as Frank appeared one

stiffened as he watched the Clear Winds

from their noses after having their faces punched in, and there was even one

a minute, none of the pompous apprentices who

glowered as he watched them lay around the floor, screaming and howling, before looking up