The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Tch."

Frank withdrew his fist, clicking his tongue with a look of dissatisfaction.

In fact, everyone around him could see that he was dissatisfied because he did not go all out.

Frank then turned, staring at the martial artists who were standing around, frozen stiff, their jaws almost dropping.

"What's so surprising?" he asked. "Oh, and I don't have to pay for any of that, right?"

Mr. Zoran nodded blankly at Frank's question.

Frank then looked up at the giant plasma screen overhead. His face was on the screen along, with a seemingly endless line of question marks where his punching strength should be shown.

Frank stared at it, frowning, before turning toward the petrified Tijil. "So? Does that mean I win?"

at Frank, unable to say a word as he nodded

Mona, and Kat. "Oh, and by the way, sorry for breaking that boxing machine, Mr. Zoran. My apprentices will come by in another

to me or anything. Do it to the martial artist who was

Sanne-the most untameable member

Thousand Isles

not to behave so pompously from now on,

one last warning, Frank left proudly with Scarface,

was gone, Tijil's knees buckled, and he dropped limply on his

Frank broke, immense

finally dared to breathe, dropped to his knees as he turned toward Tijil in terror, seeing the elderly man

"What was that, Godfather?"

that, Mr.

members gathered around Tijil just then, trying to find out what Tijil was trying to say. "Transcendent

"What?!"