The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Despite Drunken Moon's agility, a needle struck her in the left shoulder after she dodged them multiple times.

Gritting her teeth in pain, she smirked. "I'm surprised you're this strong."

Lanky Man laughed. "It's not just you-I don't know why I'm this good either.

"Ever since I was a child, every person I've met, regardless of age or sect, could never win against me. It's really a pain being so strong-normal folk really wouldn't catch my eye, so I was hoping you'd change your mind, priestess.'

Drunken Moon sighed. "Then it's a shame that you've run into someone you shouldn't, or you might really have gotten your chance at showing off."

And with those words, she chanted her incantation.

Soon, blue light converged and formed a human silhouette.

It was naturally Frank himself in the flesh!

Even as Frank studied his own body, he actually found it interesting-in a way, he was able to teleport.

In that case, would he not be making bank if he worked as a courier or pizza boy?

"Who are you?"

slowly backing away, clearly having sensed

met many who had pride and ambition, thinking that they are peerless, only to prove themselves to be clowns. You're really the first one to

Moon, growling cool, "So that's why she didn't care about anything I said she had the protection of someone like you. Well, fine... I'll just

other men leapt out, standing at his side. "These boys are all my fellow apprentices-even if they aren't as strong as I am, I'm sure they have a realistic chance of winning if they attack

spat. "Bah! And you said you're without a match? Why are you afraid

It's only natural that I should never let down my guard... As for reputation, history

chuckled, nodding. "You're right, but not entirely

Drunken Moon, he helped her to her feet while pulling out the needle on her

blew on her wound, which rapidly healed itself,

top of being

sneered. "Don't dress up your cowardice with pretty words. Fight if you want, or kneel and start begging. Why

Man's fellow apprentices flying into a rage, and

tip of the needle in response, and it shot toward them

Bim! Bam! Smash!