The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Moreover, this was a duel to the death between martial artists. To call a technique despicable, when used in a life-or-death situation, was simply laughable.

Moreover, Heartfar was using hidden blades that were coated in poison-what right did he have to complain?

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

Nonetheless, Heartfar was glaring murderously at Scarface like a terrible monster.

At the same time, he curled into a ball as he lay on the floating platform, clutching his own bleeding groin with both hands.

"Oh, save it already. Did you really think your poison would work?"

Scarface was suddenly on his feet, appearing perfectly fine as he grinned at Heartfar, who was as shocked as he was in pain. "Brother Lawrence saw through you from the start-you're actually an Ascendant-ranked elite, aren't you? You only look like you're Birthright- ranked because you took a suppressive drug.

before we fought. The whole time I

"What?!"

while Mr. Quaker was left stunned at

"Ascendant rank?!"

wheeled on Mr. Quaker and bellowed furiously, "Stanwick Quaker! How dare you cheat in

on a completely different level from Birthright-ranked elites and vigor wielders, with their category of

ring fights today were only open to Birthright-ranked elites and vigor wielders. Now that Heartfar was exposed as an Ascendant-ranked elite, his participation was a clear violation of the rules.

distance, bellowing, "You've incited your apprentice to use a dirty

"Silence."

all you're doing is inciting conflict between two

brow as he stood beside Mr. Zoran, Frank barked, "My people have already done a background check! Mr. Quaker here doesn't have a nephew-you're just an

an uproar at Frank's