The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Titus Lionheart?!"

Rok grinned as he sat down beside Frank, baring his yellowed teeth while his eyes narrowed threateningly. "Titus Lionheart sends his regards. He wishes you luck and hopes that you'll win the Martial Tournament."

Frank's face fell-this geezer was a friend of the Lionhearts?!

Now, it seemed that the geezer had orders from the Lionhearts to come to Zamri and confront Frank!

Still, despite his initial shock, Frank quickly composed himself.

If anything, he should not be surprised and should have anticipated that the Lionhearts would pick this moment to mess with him.

As such, Frank chuckled coolly and replied, "I see. Well, thank him for me for his kind words... and for his Celestial Dew."

The calm retort left Rok stunned, though his expression soon turned cool. "Making enemies of the Lionhearts? You're as good as dead, brat."

"You don't have to worry about that." Frank shrugged. "So? Are you going to get to business here or what?"

at his question but

Frank smirked in turn, not bothered by

the queue in broad daylight?

drawn to a little scuffle near the boxing

was glaring at a pudgy girl, who looked a couple of

several times

away and jump the queue, she was holding two chicken legs-one in each hand, chomping on

You have no right! Get in line like everyone

"Fatty!"

"Hmm...?"

snapping at the pudgy girl, Sanne Dali, and even throwing personal insults at

scrawny man behind herself, biting off a chunk of meat from the

in confusion, she brandished the bone before

queue were certainly shocked by how ruthless Sanne was, attacking without a word! "Yipping and yapping... It's

in turn as she threw away