The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Mona stood akimbo, smiling smugly too. "Hmph. It really was nothing."

On the other hand, Sanne was scowling but unable to say a word.

Even if she wanted to accuse Mr. Zoran of siding with Frank, saying something like that now would only humiliate her-the man would never have the balls to play favorites now! "That brat is... scary."

While everyone from Thousand Isles Guild were silent, Tijil stared at Mona as he murmured beside Ivo. "Even I misjudged her. She's not just accomplished in the martial arts, but she has also received advanced guidance... and I also detect a hint of geomantics." "Geomantics?"

The term left most members of Thousand Isles Guild confused, while Tijil snorted. "Hmph. It's a combination of Draconian traditional divination arts and geomancy and boasts unthinkable might. Some even said that it's a subpar immortal art that ancient sages left behind." Tijil obviously knew much about geomantics and was staring fixedly at Mona, "And she has most likely just used it."

Ivo pursed his lips in turn. "Doesn't that mean she's cheating?"

"No."

he explained quietly, "It's a form of martial arts too,

Tijil was busy conversing with the members of Thousand Isles Guild, Frank turned toward Mr. Zoran. "Well?

could not play

would be kowtowing

weird, Mr. Zoran flashed an awkward smile at Frank. "Why don't we just put this past us? You're losing nothing, and it won't do if this dispute gets out of hand. Should Thousand Isles Guild

do you think that I'm so easily bullied or that I'm afraid of Thousand

at Mr. Zoran's attempt to pacify the situation. "Winning's winning! If she can't take the loss, then she shouldn't have

briefly at the silent Sanne before

losing, and the Thousand Isles Guild is not so despicable that we'd

concede...