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!"

to worry about that," Frank replied, calm as

until he was

"Pfft..."

her divine good looks and

is a Bralog sect that has stayed in seclusion,

at Silverbell's words. "Running all over Draconia, mediating between various factions, as well

pouted at the last part, rolling her eyes

doing here. I happen to be in town for some business, and I can help if you need me." Silverbell was surprised

thought. "I've come in secret to investigate a certain foreigner. He's a legitimate

"A heretical geomancer?"

heard of such a title and was

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 it's my first time dealing with such a case

lifted a brow.

"Such as..."

remained uncertain. "Drinking a fetus' blood to maintain