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?

no idea that Frank had heard him loud

understood that he would be mocked for going all-out against Thalos and therefore took up

Thalos to be narrow-minded, and that

and whipped out his dual blades

on the verge of the Ascendant rank. The smoothness with which he transitioned from one

explains the Cumurs' dominance. It's not that hard to reign

he's born a Cumur. If he were in my

shame that he had to run

praises took a sharp turn as everyone

when Frank's moves

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

was a plain kick, cruder than the kicks that street thugs could

and strength behind the kick

gasping, as if he

there

they were telling the truth all along, that this pretty boy really was the