The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Pax remained calm as a cucumber. "What's there to get jealous about? The girls would flock to you by the dozens if you're as strong as him. So instead of getting jealous, you should work on improving yourself instead." Everyone was left smiling in wry amusement.

Improve themselves? Who were they kidding?

With their measly potential, they would not catch up to Frank in this lifetime, let alone hold a candle to him.

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Meanwhile, in the underground passage, Frank and Alda arrived at a specious chamber where various curious potted fauna were growing.

An eightyish geezer was strolling around it, carefully arranging the leaves.

"You're here," he breathed as he sensed Frank and Alda's arrival, glancing at them before continuing tending to his plants.

"Who are you?" Alda quickly asked, sensing danger.

doesn't matter." The geezer smiled. "The important thing

he was answering Alda's question,

who I am. Time is short, and this

retorted, "Well, aren't you eager to die, kid? I must say

trial. Overcome it, and I can tell you certain secrets. Fail it, and there's nothing I can

toward Frank. Nonetheless, with precision and agility, Frank dodged the tendrils and circled back so that the tendrils coiled against each other. As the tendrils were left immobile, Frank seized the

geezer was stunned, but

pointed at Frank's

the spiritron vein choseove

growled coolly in turn, "Seeing that you have manners, I

for it." The old man nodded. "So, do

The manifestation of fortunes? No, it's neither This energy doesn't