The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Drunken Moon was definitely not going to tolerate that, and she snapped, "What are you going to do if I don't apologize?"

The motel owner growled coolly, "I've already shown you what I can do, and I don't mind showing it again. Don't take me for some angel-push me too far, and I'll even make you my slave."

Drunken Moon was simply amused. "Then show me what you've got to grow as conceited as you are!"

The middle-aged man was snapping at Drunken Moon even before the motel owner could. "Bitch, you can't even win against my friends! What, do you think you can challenge me just because you have your boy toy?

"He's quick, but so what?! Speed is pointless against absolute power!"

The motel owner certainly felt buoyed by the flattery. After all, one would never look a gift horse in the mouth, and there was no one who despised being praised.

Spreading his arms, he laughed. "Come on-seeing those pretty cheeks of yours, let me give you a nice hug."

"Go fuck yourself!" Drunken Moon snapped, not holding back at all.

you really want a piece of me! But I'm not particularly interested in feisty types like you-I'll just cripple your cultivation and let that

motel owner glanced at the middle-aged man, who

a decent fighter, but her looks were angelic too, and the middle-aged man certainly could not resist

people, and the sense of accomplishment was especially great with tough nuts

he quickly

Drunken Moon once again and went straight

would even concede that Frank was far more

lacked training, so he was not going to win

that he was sent flying by a mysterious force as soon as he started

how foolish he could be, the motel owner realized that he had

you?"

"Don't bother. You should be thinking about how you're

"Beg? Never!"