The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Abel was clicking his tongue, impressed. "The recipe for the Yellow Shrive should have been lost in time, only for me to encounter one here, today... The sun has yet to set on traditional Draconia medicine!"

"Traditional Draconia medicine?" Yed scoffed in obvious contempt.

Abel snorted in turn. "Boy, don't think that traditional Draconia medicine loses out to foreign medicine. The only issue is that most of our discipline has been lost in time—otherwise, foreign medicine cannot even hope to catch up to our pride!"

"No, Mr. Loggins. I'm just curious," Yed groaned. "From the way you said it before, my father's condition was beyond saving, and now you're saying that a simple pill can bring him back to life?"

"Yes!" Abel exclaimed confidently.

With that, they watched as a servant picked up the powdered remains of the Yellow Shrive carefully.

feed it to Ciril, Hal whipped out a pebble out of nowhere and threw it squarely at

servant fell with the bowl he was holding, its contents spilling

room turned stiff, Hal was laughing loudly and pointing at the servant. "Dad, just

the boy is too spoiled, and there's no

"Oh,

Hal right then, but he had priorities and rushed to Abel, pleading, "Please, just

the distance,

What did he say?" Paula

shook his head, too frustrated to

was bawling in fear and slapping himself endlessly. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Janko!

a bowl steady!" Yed bellowed furiously. "What do I