The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank chuckled. "He's nothing special. There are plenty of people whose existence is condemnable."

Alda smiled, nodding. "If you say so. I'm sure you'll wipe them out one day."

Frank smiled but said nothing.

The next day, Frank and Faust met up with Zark.

After shaking hands, Zark led Frank to a large mansion in the outskirts of Cronde.

"I'm really surprised you came," Zark admitted. "You're really too nice."

Frank chuckled. "Now that would rub me the wrong way. We had an agreement- how could I go back on my word?"

Zark smiled and nodded.

The trio then strode through the front hall to the back garden, where the rich and powerful were socializing.

Zark was going to lead Frank straight toward them, but Frank shook his head. "Forget it. They'd start fighting if they knew I'm here, and that would be a mood killer."

Frank was humble and being there was already plenty, he nodded. He had Faust sit down with Frank in a quiet corner before heading off to socialize with the bigwigs,

fellow from the crowd, chuckling. "Would you happen

head-he did not

the eldest son of the Skyhigh Sect's chief. He's famous and

said nothing-not because he was

just challenge him after that, and that would

continued to bask in the crowd's fawning when he heard someone muttering under his breath, "Peerless? More

man who said that was shorter and skinnier, only in his mid-twenties but also

up to him, Longram asked, "What's your name? Who

Haran of the Cumur

of the Cumur

spaced out for a moment-he had heard of them himself, as they were a major clan in Shagan. They were just next to the Costners in influence

who had fought against that purged sect, making a name for himself

guess you've heard of

things hard for you

wary about the Cumur clan's strength, he was not about to let just anyone