The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Haran snorted. "Fuck off. You don't get to talk here! I don't even need to be at my full strength-just little over half would be enough to torture you!"

Nodding, Frank smiled in wry amusement.

This was why he would rather stay anonymous-there would always be some fool who believed themself to be his equal and then challenge him like it was nothing.

While they would be shown the truth, Frank simply felt it taxing.

Soon, as Haran and his father Thalos recovered, Haran was on his feet. "Go on, show me how you defeated the Ghostly Six!"

He even hooked his finger at Frank, not holding back his provocation at all.

Behind him, Longram was laughing. "I don't think you're winning this one, Mr. Cumur. You should have daddy fight with you, so you'd at least find some honor in defeat!"

That only sent Haran flying into a rage. "You lost to me! You have no right to yap in my face, so begone!"

While Longram would have been seething on any other occasion, today was different.

If anything, Longram felt glee at the thought that father and son would both be humiliated in front of so many bigwigs.

Haran's mocking

whipped out his dual blades

Clang!

Frank, his blades had shattered, leaving him

that brat just destroy his

that

assisting Frank in

moves? You could try them against the man!" Longram

it!

Frank to

Pow!

squarely on the chest, Haran was sent flying, crashing heavily on the ground and

to push himself to his feet, and by then, he

punch was beyond human limits, and

he would already be

being deceived, Mr. Cumur?" Longram

laughed despite himself. "Fight him if you can! Don't just stand there and