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."

middle-aged man snapped, "You're getting too full of yourself, brat! That thing has clearly seen plenty of action and victories, and you might really die if you

his arms. "Then

motel owner laughed. "Well, you asked for it. And don't worry-once you're dead, I'll show

then... only to be dumbstruck with the

before dropping to

How is

owner and the middle-aged man could

bullets-most of them were quick enough to dodge it while the minority were durable enough to

motel owner's gun and bullets were supposedly

about it? You're ignorant, aren't

a thought, Frank whipped out the pendant and waved

motel owner was not in the mood to

his feet, he started running, only for Frank to trip him. "Did you really think you're so

was true that he had been too