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?"

his question but smirked.

turned and left, Frank smirked

you doing? Jumping the queue in broad daylight? Don't you see us standing

was drawn to a little scuffle near the

pudgy girl, who looked a couple of years

was several times that

as she used her rear to knock the man away and jump the queue, she was holding two chicken legs-one in each hand, chomping on them and covering her lips with grease.

right! Get

"Fatty!"

"Hmm...?"

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

of disdain at the scrawny man behind herself, biting off a

brandished the bone before stabbing the man in the

certainly shocked by how ruthless Sanne was, attacking without

in turn as she threw away the