The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank was now prepared to groom his own faction.

And for that undertaking, the security officers from the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department were a readymade resource, as most were fine potential for martial artists. They just did not have any proper instructors yet.

Hence, in one swift stroke, Frank divided them into two.

Security officers who were still working shifts at Lanecorp Tower would hence remain as part of the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department.

As for those chosen and extracted from the department, they would come under a new outfit called...

"Mystic Sky Guild!" Frank announced.

Nonetheless, the name immediately incurred the dissatisfaction of many of the boys.

Tidus Simmons was among them, complaining about how it did not sound intimidating.

"Mystic Sky Guild just sounds so... uninspiring. What about Blood Dragon Gang?" "Nah, Dragon Fangs sound better!"

"Wait, we're a gang in Zamri. And the Zamrians have a nice ring to it!"

"How about The Boners?"

"Just fuck off..."

was at a bar owned by the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department, filled to the brim with

Peter Lane, and even

decided-we are Mystic Sky

table as he had his final small. "The names you've suggested are too gangster. Anyone would feel

to new heights, even rising as

apprentice of Mystic Sky Sect. And you're all my apprentices now, so I've decided on our

was silent

who now sported a crew cut instead of his

Lawrence... I mean, Master Lawrence. We're

us misfits to rise as equals of the South Sea Four? Aren't

shaping up because thug

only a handful of us can

and snapped, "Well, you'd better get your head in the game starting now! You're all thugs and trash, but do

make it big! You'll all become individuals who can stand against the South Sea

starting now, this old

and will be in charge of your training! So do as you're told, and work hard