The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"That's it? That's all a Zamri martial artist can manage?"

"What a loser. He can't even cross a lake."

"Fine, then why don't you do it?"

"That's stupid. I know that I can't cross the lake, so I'll just take a boat."

Hearing the rowdy laughter around him, Frank could not help chuckling too.

At the same time, the geezer who had been endlessly confident a moment ago was deliberately avoiding Frank's gaze, which made him laugh even more.

Still, seeing that Lebon was losing the strength to even flail in the lake and that no one was going to help him, Frank clapped Scarface on the shoulder. "Go on. Quit laughing and get him out of there already." Scarface was so busy laughing that Frank's nudging caught him off guard. "Huh?! Why should I go?!"

Frank chuckled. "So that you can flex your muscles. Don't you want squealing fangirls or the crowd's cheers?"

"Alright, consider it done!"

word, he leapt toward

he quickly drew a lot of attention, and most of the crowd was

had someone fail so

is! Does he even look

think he'd do

laughter and mocking comments

pointed out, Scarface was just shy of seven feet tall and certainly did not look like

his pure vigor

Even if his technique lacked grace and he was leaving violent splashes in his wake, he was

made up for it

Thud!

caught his wrist, turned around, and started running

shock, Scarface reached the shore and put Lebon down on firm

skepticism and jeers, but only with respect and

had really given everything he could, only to arrive just sixtyish feet away from the