The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Well done! You really don't disappoint!" Drakon exclaimed in praise for Frank. "It'd be a bore if you died too quickly."

Frank slowly turned toward Drakon.

Being a martial elite, he knew that Drakon was actually the strongest hostile in the room.

Still, he could not care less, even pointing at his feet as he growled, "I can appreciate how far you've come, so kneel and apologize to Vicky, and I might just let you live."

Quinn Ocean sneered right then. "The last person who told Drakon that is resting in pieces."

"Hahaha!" Drakon laughed as he took off his suit. "You have the guts to tell me to kneel? Let me show you the power of a Birthright ranked individual!"

"What?! Birthright?!" Robert was astonished.

Drakon was not even thirty, and he had already gone that far?!

How talented could he be?!

At the same time, Drakon charged an esoteric technique of Sage Lake Sect, and a red puff of pure vigor promptly unfurled from him.

was astounded by the sheer energy he felt. "That's pure vigor... He might be unrivaled in

that formidable?" Frida asked in curiosity, having heard of the term

release pure vigor to fight at that level," Bron explained. "The clearer a man's pure vigor, the less excesses there

an enemy—not even he and Robert combined would

Frank win?"

exasperation. "Impossible. Unless he

released his pure vigor and snapped, "That's enough! You wanted

herself, Robert had told her about Birthright elites—as the term suggested, those who reached it are individuals bestowed with

Begs for

as well, their

a chance, but she

lived, there was always a

he died, which was why she would hand over the Rejuvenation

however, chuckled coolly. "It's too late. You're going down,

at

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