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?"

blinked at his question

and left, Frank smirked in turn, not bothered

the queue in broad daylight?

drawn to a

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

was several times

queue, she was holding two chicken legs-one in each hand, chomping on them and covering her lips with

no right! Get in

"Fatty!"

"Hmm...?"

Sanne Dali, and even throwing

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

in confusion, she brandished the bone

Sanne was, attacking without a word! "Yipping and yapping...

turn as she threw away