The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Speed is the one unbreakable law of martial arts, and someone quicker than the naked eye would never lose.

To think that the man who seemed to have nothing going for him aside from his looks was this powerful!

Frank chuckled and turned to the biker. "You should leave. It's not a pretty sight when blood starts spilling."

The biker was quite compliant from the start and turned to run. "Thank you for saving me. May we meet again!"

On the other hand, Frank leapt over the railing and dropped to a squat in front of the white-haired youth. "Go on, tell me why you introduced Drunken Moon to someone else."

The white-haired youth was taken aback but soon said, "So you're the brat who's not to be underestimated? That's why your fellow martial artists think so highly of you."

"I appreciate their flattery, but I'm afraid I might fall short." Frank chuckled coolly. "And you could stop fawning over me and answer my question."

The white-haired youth's eyes widened. "Who do you think I am?"

the standard pampered rich kid,

appear to be hedonistic, you don't fear

you're something special. A man who doesn't fear death

take whichever path I like. It's not up to people like you to

an insurmountable gap, even. But I don't agree with your opinion-take me to Drunken Moon, and you'll understand

knew all too well that even torture would not break the white-haired

subdue the white-haired youth if he strayed out of line while

the youth in the air with one hand and

youth in front of Drunken Moon, she recognized him

"What's

Statera a while

money at me, but you know that I won't be interested. So I made it very clear that

her words. "Now you're just belittling me. You're not going