The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

If he were one second slower, Mickus' hand would have been minced meat.

Still, he quickly hid his trembling right hand behind himself while glaring coldly at Frank. "Impressive."

His flattery was icy, just as there was no hint of positive attitude toward Frank in his visage if anything, he looked even more hostile now.

"You flatter me," Frank replied, his tone neutral.

Such was his attitude-if the other person backed down, he would afford them their solace.

However, it was still clear that the heir to Clear Winds Pavilion had no respect for Frank and was actually hostile.

Glancing at Silverbell beside himself, Frank could certainly see why.

"Hmph!"

Mickus snorted coldly, not forgetting to threaten Frank before he stormed off. "Don't think you get to strut just because you have some skill! There's all the time for you to suffer!"

worry about that," Frank

was left glowering, while Frank waited until he was gone

"Pfft..."

and her divine good looks and her

she explained under her breath, "Clear Winds Pavilion is a Bralog sect that has stayed in seclusion, and Mickus has been stalking

could not help chuckling at Silverbell's words. "Running all over Draconia, mediating between various factions, as well as having to look pretty for

the last part, rolling

"Alright then. Go on-tell me what you're doing here. I happen to be in town for some

investigate a certain foreigner. He's a legitimate businessman, but in reality, he's a heretical

"A heretical geomancer?"

Frank heard of such a

just so that you'll be careful. He's really unpredictable and his methods unorthodox-you'd fall for it if you let your guard down for a moment. I don't mind telling you that

lifted a brow. "Methods such

"Such as..."

"Drinking a fetus' blood to maintain his youth,