The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Chale had handpicked over twenty martial elites for his entourage, but they did not even last one hit against Frank!

In fact, they were all lying around, groaning and moaning in pain-almost no different from the poachers Frank killed.

Was this what the real champions were like-that all things bent to his will?!

"Who are you, really?" Chale blurted.

Frank smiled. "Just an ordinary man!"

Chale smiled in wry amusement-—an ordinary man?

If he really was one, no one could even claim themselves a martial artist!

"A bet's a bet," Hana said just then. "So, are you letting him audit your clique?"

insist on letting in an outsider? If he takes over our Zephyr Hall and

so full of yourself! If you really know him, you'd actually know why I'm letting him take the reins! His Mystic Sky Guild is way

he also realized that Hana

be unparalleled champions. That meant they could

thought saddened

but he was still shocked that some anonymous fellow made them

better as they said, though this one achieved what Chale could only hope to achieve in no

nodded. "But I must remind you, young man-you may be strong, but strength doesn't decide everything. Always watch your back,

if he's anything like you. Don't worry no one

smiled but

helicopters hovering overhead suddenly started spinning out of control and

did not hesitate to turn and run, but

just Hana who had been

he might fall for a trap.