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?"

away, clearly

had pride and ambition, thinking that they are peerless, only to prove themselves to be clowns. You're really

didn't care about anything I said she had the protection of someone like you. Well, fine... I'll

his side. "These boys are all my fellow apprentices-even if they aren't as strong as I am, I'm sure they have

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

It's only natural that I should never let down my guard... As for reputation, history is written by the victors, as they say. I definitely

nodding. "You're right, but not entirely in the

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

her wound, which rapidly healed itself, leaving everyone dumbfounded as

heal others on top of being strong-to be honest, I'm almost interested in taking

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

apprentices flying into a rage, and they all leapt toward

blew on the tip of the needle in response,

Bim! Bam! Smash!