The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Bullying a child?" Creed almost thought he had misheard. "Aren't you flattering yourself? Please, you're just slightly better than us at best. Against the real deal, you're no different from an average Joe! Of course, if you're spooked, pretend I never said anything!"

To add insult to injury, Creed flashed a wink at Thalos provokingly, sending him flying into a rage!

"Why don't we make a bet, Creed? If I beat him, you'll kowtow to me thrice!"

Thalos thought since he was determined to fight Frank anyway, he might as well get something out of it, or he would just be scorned for bullying a kid!

Creed laughed. "Fair enough. As for my wager, you and your son must do the same to that man if you lose."

Thalos nodded confidently. "Don't worry, that won't happen!"

Then, turning toward Frank, he snorted. "I won't bully you too much, kid. As long as you fight me, I promise-"

"I'll let you have three free strikes!" Frank said, cutting him shot.

Thalos' brow furrowed, his face contorting in rage.

What was that supposed to mean?! A kid letting a senior have three free strikes?

Frank had heard him loud and

going all-out against Thalos and therefore took

did not expect Thalos to be narrow-minded, and

snarled and whipped out his dual blades as he leapt

in every department than his son-be it in punching, kicking, or the way of the blade, he was on the verge of the

not that hard to reign over Shagan

If he were in

a shame that he had to

turn as everyone

Frank's moves were far more

bullied, Mr. Cumur!" As Frank dodged Thalos' three slashes, he

kick, cruder than the kicks that street thugs could

the kick far surpassed anything Thalos could muster, leaving him

left Thalos gasping, as if he had just woken

none of the other guests thought there was anything

telling the truth all along, that this pretty boy really was the chief of Mystic Sky Guild, whose very name