Myra laughed as she lowered her leg. "I can't really compare to the martial artists in my room, but I'm still more than enough for you. Just so you know, I had training!"

The other guests applauded in approval as they watched. "Nice kick, girl! People like her need to be punished!"

Myra smiled. "I am justice incarnate, here to stop the injustices across this world!"

Then, stamping her foot on the middle-aged woman's cheek, she grinned. "Remember, you're the villain here. Keep harassing people, and I'll kill you!"

While the middle-aged woman was speechless, the delivery man hurried to Myra's side. "Thank you so much, ma'am!"

Not only did she forgive him for missing his delivery, she was even defending him now. Why would he not be awash with gratitude?

"It's alright." Myra nodded. "It's tradition to help a person in need."

In the midst of the polite exchange, the middle-aged woman pushed Myra's foot off and ran, screaming as she did, "Just you wait! I won't let this go unanswered!"

and smirked. "I'm still alive. You're my bitch

obviously no pushover. How about

fight such people, and you may not be aware, but there's someone whom no one should

her further anyway. But seeing that Myra refused to hear a

and headed back to her room, with

she returned inside her room. "Where's my

one could hear a pin drop, and Myra was left feeling so

least say something? I should at least get a reward for doing so

clapped his hands. "You're right, but I have a question—that broad is calling up her people to get back

"I have you,

I don't

sell me to some

Frank was just joking, and simply took it in stride, even

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