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

mocked for going all-out against Thalos

not expect Thalos to be narrow-minded,

his dual blades as he leapt

on the verge

that

a Cumur. If he were in my clan,

the more a shame that he had

turn as everyone started to diss

could not be blamed, not when Frank's

complain that you were being bullied, Mr. Cumur!" As Frank dodged Thalos' three slashes, he

a plain kick, cruder than the kicks that street thugs

the speed and strength behind the kick far surpassed anything Thalos could

agony left Thalos gasping, as if he had just

guests thought there was

it possible that they were telling the truth all along, that this pretty boy really was the chief of Mystic Sky Guild, whose very name struck fear