The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

As Yosil uttered these words, a wave of unease washed over Kairo.

During the first trial, Yosil had changed Frank's score from zero to over a hundred because he had detected toxicity in the medicinal soup. Was this stubborn old man stepping in again to overturn the already settled outcome?

Would he give Frank a high score?

At the thought, Kairo began to sweat profusely and forgot to sniff back his runny nose, with his snot almost dripping onto his lips. Kairo was genuinely anxious now.

If this old man intervened again and gave Frank a score exceeding a hundred, would he have to kneel down and lick Frank's shoes?!

The image of himself mocking Frank flashed before Kairo's eyes, causing him to sweat even more. If this happened, Cloudnine Sect and Kairo himself would truly become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes. This label would likely haunt him indefinitely. He might as well die now.

Just as Kairo nervously stared at Yosil, the elder regretfully shook his head in front of everyone's gaze.

"I have to admit," Yosil spoke softly as he looked at Frank, "that you indeed have the right to criticize our judges, young man. Even I cannot replicate your refining technique."

"What?!"

everyone at the scene turned to look at him with expressions of utter astonishment. Frank was not yet thirty years old, and yet, he had skills so advanced that even Yosil, the castellan of Kornac's Keep, could not discern them? Upon hearing Yosil's words, Mole's eyes widened, and he remained speechless for a

"However!"

tone shifted dramatically. He sighed

"However, about your pill..

the ordinary marrow of the mudroots and thus cannot

trial was designed to cleanse oneself

can only give you twenty points. It's a failing grade." "Ha...

did not dare to disten to what Yosil had to say. However, the final number Yosil uttered eventually reached Kairo's

points! That's

he had heard heavenly music. He immediately shook his head and laughed loudly. "Frank, you do have some skills. But with such a short period of time and only mudroots, it

"You lost! I... won!"