The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The youth had traveled to every corner of the country but had never met a martial elite of Frank's caliber. He could take down most with relative ease and within seconds, and even those who lasted a couple of strikes were nothing to brag about either.

As such, his competitive nature was ignited now that he had met Frank, and he decided that he would enjoy this!

Still, he was started as he launched a jab, which Frank caught easily.

Chuckling, Frank said, "You're good, kid-I'd need at least thirty hits to defeat you without my power. But now that I do, you're really no different to me than the rest."

He squeezed just as he finished, tearing the youth's wrist before kicking him down to the floor.

The youth coughed blood and found himself staring at his own teeth on the floor.

Then, he turned in disbelief at his floored goons and then at Frank, who smirked as he studied him.

"No... That's impossible! How could I lose?!" he cried. "I'm a one-in-a-million prodigy! I should be invincible!"

"Prodigy?" Frank snorted, crushing his morale. "That's the bare minimum it takes to face me, and it still depends if I'm interested."

that's my line!" the youth bellowed, incensed. "Don't

up right then, lifting him effortlessly by the shirt and throwing

you who's most entitled to decide what to do with him, not me, so feel

taking responsibility if

laughed endlessly at

that it was all over for her, only for Frank to swoop in and

not about to let such a chance

the other hand, the youth was

you're doing?!

more men

you hurt me, they'll

you! Think about that!"

you think I'd still be scared? I hate people like you the most, and I'm fine even if I died for

that, she started clobbering the

Frank was eyeing the beggar, who was