The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 1922

Mr. Zoran breathed a sigh of relief-thankfully, things did not get out of hand and were still manageable.

He said, "There's nothing better since everyone has agreed to this wager and to a peaceful solution. As the Zamri Martial Alliance branch manager, I shall be the referee to the fairness of this wager." After, on one hand was the daughter of a Thousand Isles Guild chief, while on the other was a VIP whom the chief of the Martial Alliance had asked to escort.

If they really went for each other's throats, Mr. Zoran would be the loser in the end, since he was caught in the middle.

"So, who's going first?" he asked, glancing between Sanne and Frank.

"Allow me!" Sanne chuckled coolly, walking straight toward the boxing machine and taking aim squarely at the standing punching bag in the middle.

It was quite battered since many martial elites had already taken their turns, but it did not affect the machine precision.

"Look closely! This is the might of Thousand Isles Guild!" she boasted, brandishing her fist.

Then, with low grunt, she struck the punching bag viciously dead center.

Pow!

appeared on the giant plasma screen overhead, with the

as the numbers soon stopped, stopping

"What?!"

artists thought they were seeing things when they saw the number. However, even as they rubbed their eyes, they soon

elite and

her punch weight reached a

of Thousand Isle Guild?

"Ridiculous."

themselves

in the center

peers in terms of strength-perhaps thanks

absolutely stupid, but her gift as a martial

look of contempt at Frank just then. "Your

and called

reached the Birthright rank, and physical

she would be a poor match against

just as scrawny

horrific appetite was no laughing matter, and she was already a Birthright-ranked