The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The motel owner snorted. "You're all so ignorant! It's true that most guns are pointless against Ascendant ranks, but this is no ordinary gun-it's a mystical item refined by a master craftsman.

"Not only are the bullets much faster, the gun's penetration power is even more formidable. I used it to bury many while I was young-even martial elites like you!"

Everyone became restless at those.

However, while Drunken Moon and the others were worried, Frank was actually excited.

Mystic items were a quintessential part of high fantasy, and he might reach a treasure trove through the master craftsman whom the motel owner spoke of.

"Aren't you scared?" the motel owner asked just then, puzzled seeing that Frank was fearless, even smiling.

Frank chuckled. "Why should I worry about a mere toy? Start shooting if you want-I'm sure everyone's busy and has better things to do."

too full of yourself, brat! That thing has clearly seen plenty of action and victories,

his arms.

you asked for it. And don't worry-once you're dead, I'll show

smile, he pulled the trigger right then... only to be dumbstruck with the rest of

bullet ricocheted before dropping to the

is

middle-aged man could

impervious to bullets-most of them were quick enough to

motel owner's gun and bullets

about it? You're ignorant,

Frank whipped out the pendant and waved it at him, asking, "Can you tell

natural that the motel owner was not in

started running, only for Frank to trip him. "Did you really think you're so unassuming? Far

motel owner was speechless, but it was true that he had been too presumptuous of his