The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1829



It was a fact that Mobius' pride and glee was written all over his face. Even if he could not beat Frank, he remained fearless, even threatening Frank with his connections.

And that left Frank very frustrated.

On the other hand, Mobius was standing in the distance, even starting to lecture Frank, "I understand that it's a difficult choice, Mr. Lawrence, but think about it: what do you lose if you surrender those treasures?

"Those are all just frivolous medicinal ingredients, but what would you gain in giving them up? It would be the friendship of yours truly and Master Bozad's himself. What is that if not a good thing?"

"Friendship?"

Frank snickered, shaking his head. "Sounds nice, but what good is your friendship to me?"

"What good, you ask?"

Mobius smiled in turn. "The good it does is that your family would be safe and wouldn't have to worry about suddenly being killed by assassins."

Frank laughed in resignation, nodding at Mobius. "You're right. I do value the safety of those around me, and you're as despicable as you are cunning."

Mobius nodded in acknowledgement despite Frank's insult, clearly not taking offense, but he was soon stunned as Frank continued. "But if that's what you intend to make me submit, then you're really underestimating me."

Mobius gaped. "What are you..."

"Like you said, your master can sense what kills you, yes?"

Frank smiled faintly, his eyes flashing with restrained rage. "But what if you slip and fall to your death by chance?" "What? I..."

Bang!

Frank's pure vigor erupted, accelerating him over tenfold.

He was in front of Mobius in the blink of an eye, and he seized Mobius by the neck with one hand!

"Oof!"

Mobius struggled against Frank's vice-like grip, his eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

Was Frank really going to kill him? Was he that ignorant, or did he not care?!

"If you challenge Master Bozad, he will hunt you down!" Mobius yelled at the top of his lungs. "Every last one of you, even in Draconia!"

"Let him come all he wants!"

Frank bellowed ferociously, glancing

at the bright moon outside the window, I'm Frank Lawrence, and d neither cower nor fear any who dares to terrorize Draconia, bet Master Bozad or Master Bozo!"

He then noticed the dark flash sneaking at him from the back, caught it with his other hand, and crushed it.

"Y-You broke the godforce that

Master Bozad bestowed me!"

Mobius cried out in shock but soon

laughed. "Well, you're a dead man anyway... You've just used your pure viger!"

"Heh. You're kidding."

Frank sneered. "I was a younger man when read about the waif balm and even cooked some myself. Did you really think you could kill me just because you added the brocade mite eggs on top of that? You're just being naive!"

"What?!"

Mobius lost all hope right then—not only did Frank outmatch him, but even the parasites that he had gone through great lengths to prepare were pointless too.

Was he really a Draconian martial artist and not a god like Yohan?

In the face of death, Mobius actually found doubt in himself, when he had never once questioned Yohan's power.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

It left him at a loss, as he had the feeling that Frank's might strongly resembled Yohan's in a way!