The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Drunken Moon laughed coolly. "You're the one who kept bragging so much at first, saying that the strong decide on justice. And now that I've beaten you, it makes everything I said right, no?"

The middle-aged man smirked. "Really? You're good, but not that good—if you're that brave, let me go, and I will call in my boys so we can have a rematch!"

Drunken Moon laughed. "Why would I be afraid of that? Though I'm sure you're just going to bail and never come back."

The middle-aged man snapped, "Do you think everyone's like you?! If you're afraid, just say it out loud!"

"Fine, then go. Why are you still here?"

Drunken Moon shrugged, even moving aside for him.

The middle-aged man smirked as he pushed himself to his feet and fled—the bitch chose this, and she would only have herself to blame for it!

The bellgirl was concerned and came over to Drunken Moon. "Priestess, are you sure this is going to be alright?"

worry-even if you doubt me, know that the boy standing over there is the most powerful man in this country, if

turned to Frank, suddenly seeing

that Frank was strong but would not

others who

me have a try. You can step

strong, but they would not be problems for

even if Drunken Moon could not beat them, he could make sure that she would come out unscathed, which was why he

toy really is, girlie? There are plenty out there

letting me now? Haha! I'll show you some proper masculinity soon, and the joy a lady

moon snorted. "If you're as strong as your tendency for verbal abuse, I wouldn't even

her and turned to

you? I'm sure you wouldn't have called the cops this time, because now you know who

and all his friends