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!"

lit up with anticipation right then, and without another word, he leapt toward the lake like Lebon did,

of attention, and

someone fail so

just look at how big he is! Does he even look like he can

he'd do worse than

laughter and mocking comments were

feet tall and certainly did not look like he worked on his agility or

pure

and he was leaving violent splashes in his wake, he

where he lacked elegance, he made up for it with

Thud!

Scarface caught his

Lebon down on

him with skepticism and jeers,

everything he could, only to arrive just sixtyish feet away