The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Before Longram could speak, Haran answered, "What else would I say? I said he doesn't deserve his fame, and he attacked me because he couldn't hold it in."

With this many people watching, Thalos could not possibly side with his son unreasonably.

However, they could not just apologize to Creed either, or that would mean humiliation.

As such, he suggested, "We're all martial artists, Chief White. So why don't we let the children duel and put this behind us once the dust settles?"

Creed nodded, not one to suffer scorn. "How could I say no?"

Soon, everyone formed a round, clearing a spot for Longram and Haran in an even fight.

Frank stayed in his corner, munching on pop-corn as he watched from the distance.

Faust chuckled. "I guess that's the composure of the strong. Anyone else would be craning their neck for a look."

Frank smiled but said nothing-to be honest, there was nothing at all impressive about that duel, as it was no more than child's play.

Pow!

quickly pulled

to see Frank's quick

his youth meant he

someone more impressive,

Frank. "Out of the way, loser.

Haran!" Thalos

issued a challenge,

understood that much and decided to take the middle ground. "Fine, I'll fight-but

depends if the gentleman is willing!"

was well-connected but did not recognize that pretty boy at all. In that case, he must not be from any major sect and therefore stood no chance against

was that?!" Faust snapped,

made it grating, and he

Chomsky?" Thalos exclaimed in

infamously unbridled, so why was he siding