The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Tut, tut. What a loser..."

Sanne snored in disdain as she watched the martial artist drop to his knees in front of her.

"You..." he growled.

"What, you're still not giving up?"

Seeing that the martial artist was still glaring at her, Sanne suddenly raised her foot and kicked him in the chest!

Crack!

There was an audible crunch as ribs shattered, and the man's eyes widened even as he died on the spot.

The other martial artists around them gasped, at once shocked and terrified by how ruthless Sanne was. "Trash. You're all trash."

and then at the other martial artists in the

speak-these people dared to kill on the turf of the Martial Alliance, so they would

basically admitting to being what Sanne

much more important than taking offense at some insult, after all.

before she could punch the dummy and flaunt her strength, someone asked loudly behind

face fell at the

was really fat, but she also absolutely hated people who called

a rage, she turned and bellowed, "Who was that?! Who dares to mock

"What, am I wrong?"

a pig! Isn't that a fact? It is twice the size of my

own leg against Sanne's arm as she

as Sanne's expression contorted in rage, Kat chuckled awkwardly. "Sorry, my bad. It's not twice the size-it's