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."

seen plenty of action and victories, and you might really die if you

simply spread his arms.

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

sleazy smile, he pulled the trigger right then... only to

an audible clang, the bullet ricocheted before dropping to the

is

motel owner and the middle-aged man could feel their

was impervious to bullets-most of them were quick enough to dodge

owner's gun and bullets were supposedly different and could

it?

just a thought, Frank whipped out the pendant and waved it at him, asking, "Can you

only natural that the motel owner

for Frank to trip him. "Did

true that he had been too