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,

take, since he had never

was one of the strongest Ascendant-ranked elites in Thousand

here, they were never going to

to compel Frank to apologize

would also make Sanne-and by extension, Thousand Isles Guild-look

might say that Ivo was just trying to

suggestion,

Surely they could not get

"Hmph!"

wager and glanced at Tijil. She, too, was convinced that Tijil would