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 stiffly like a robot. "Well,

boxing machine, Mr. Zoran. My apprentices

to kneel and apologize to me or anything. Do it to the martial artist who was murdered instead, and remember to arrange for a proper

untameable member of Thousand Isles Guild-was left feeling

before, she and the other Thousand Isles

that's it for today. Remember not to

warning, Frank left proudly

as Frank was gone, Tijil's knees buckled,

boxing machine Frank broke, immense fear showing clearly

his knees as he turned toward Tijil in terror, seeing

"What was that, Godfather?"

that, Mr.

the other Thousand Isles Guild members gathered around Tijil just then, trying to find out what Tijil was trying to say. "Transcendent rank... That man just now... is of the Transcendent

"What?!"