The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Having never met Frank before and unaware of his personality, Red Shirt was genuinely concerned about reprisals.

Taking his gun back from the woman, he nudged her. "Apologize already!"

However, the woman was petrified and did not move, leaving Red Shirt fuming.

He pulled her toward Frank, kowtowing in apology. "We never knew that you're a superior being, and we really meant no offense! Please look the other way this one time!"

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "What did you just call me?"

"A superior being? Or just a god, if you like! I mean, aren't you one? Even bullets can't touch you!"

Frank chuckled in exasperation. "Shagan really fell from grace, huh? Ascendant- ranked individuals can handle bullets, let alone a plain handgun like that one. Don't worry I can be ruthless, but I won't kill a woman. I did goad her into shooting anyway."

Red Shirt sighed in relief. "Fair enough..."

"Wait!"

too! We never shot you, so just

were on their knees too, terrified that Frank could kill

I can see reason. Just

tomb raider quickly said, terrified that Frank

sure y'all know the way, so take the

beckoned for his colleagues to

continued ahead, they came across several other burial chambers, but there was nothing special about

due to nerves or some other reason, the tomb raiders were starting to feel tired as they trudged on for a while. However, they were too worried about upsetting Frank if they

over the body—especially when these people were not as strong as

as they continued, Red Shirt's eyes rolled up,

expected that he only kept quiet because he wanted to punish these

some rest. And

nodded, with some resting while others hurried

he was just exhausted, so they shook him a little and force

started slapping him around when his jacket seemed to squirm, and they