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!"

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

drew a lot of attention, and most of the crowd

just had someone fail so spectacularly, and there's another

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

he'd do worse

the laughter and

of seven feet tall and

his pure vigor was

leaving violent splashes in his wake, he was

he lacked elegance, he made up for it

Thud!

he started sinking, Scarface caught his wrist, turned around, and started running

on in shock, Scarface reached the shore and put Lebon down on firm ground, drawing a round of applause from

certainly no longer regarded him with skepticism and jeers, but

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