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."

Ivo quickly explained, "We will each send our best participant for this test of strength. And if we win, you'll apologize to Ms. Dali, and we'll let this slide."

Ivo did a double take, since

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

never going to lose this test

compel Frank to apologize to Sanne because she was not to

by extension, Thousand Isles Guild-look good, while everyone would look past

might say that Ivo was just trying to

while Frank accepted his suggestion, his question still left

true what would they do if Frank actually won? Surely they could not get Sanne to apologize to Frank instead?

"Hmph!"

the wager and glanced at Tijil.