The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

After a brief silence, Ivo ultimately sighed and bowed to Frank, as well as to every other martial artist present. "I'm sorry, everyone. I'm afraid Thousand Isles Guild has made a mistake-" "What are you talking about?!" Sanne snapped at him right then. "Mistake?! Me?! It's that man and that brat who made a mistake! They-"

"Silence!"

Tijil, who stood behind Ivo, shot Sanne a vicious glare, silencing her.

He then muttered under his breath and shook his head. "What an idiot..."

Namik was his close friend and a shrewd man. How on earth did he end up with such a foolish daughter?

Talent had really skipped a generation there she was a total disgrace to her father's name!

"Ahem..."

Ivo cleared his throat as if he had never heard Sanne and continued, "Since everyone is here to take part in the Martial Tournament anyway, why don't we stick to that format to settle our dispute?" Frank was actually interested. "Stick to the format, you say?"

"Exactly."

our best participant for this test of strength. And if we win, you'll apologize to Ms. Dali, and we'll let this slide."

you win...?" Ivo did a double take, since he had never considered

was one of the strongest Ascendant-ranked elites in Thousand Isles

him here, they were never going to lose this

purpose in setting this wager is to compel Frank to apologize to Sanne because she was

also make Sanne-and by extension, Thousand Isles Guild-look good, while everyone would look past her

Ivo was just trying to

yet, while Frank accepted his suggestion, his question still left Ivo

get Sanne to apologize

"Hmph!"

the wager and glanced at Tijil. She, too, was convinced that Tijil would not lose to