The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

"Huh..." Frank scratched his head awkwardly. "But we are engaged. We can't annul that, right?"

"Hehe," Silverbell giggled. "Can a childish engagement be taken seriously? You're being sly now, Frank."

"Of course it can. I'm a man of my word!"

Soon, Frank was driving back to Favoni House, where he gave Lubor-who was being hung at the gates-a surprise of the lifetime.

It was the severed head of one of Hundred Bane Sect's elders.

And when the bleeding head was flung on the ground, Lubor actually forgot his pain as he stared at the head for a moment and shrieked, "You're a dead man, Frank Lawrence! Murdering an elder of Hundred Bane Sect?! No one can save you now! I've already triggered the blood centipede as well-that bitch is going to die right now!"

"Hmph."

Frank was not worried at all, as Lubor was only raving and rambling because he knew he was a dead man walking.

Lubor's threat was completely futile too, since Frank had already extracted the blood centipede from Silverbell's body.

Silverbell appeared just then, shooting Lubor the look of contempt she gave him before. "Pathetic."

Even as Lubor despaired, Chet appeared with everyone in his clan to receive Frank.

"We're glad to have you back, Mr. Lawrence," he greeted Frank, only for Frank to kick the head of that Hundred Bane Sect elder to his feet.

While Chet was left astonished,

Frank said, "Let's hope the Favoni family will serve the Martial Alliance

loyally this time, or it'd just be a matter of time before Hundred Bane Seet comes calling."

Then, ignoring the troubled look on Chet's face, Frank smiled faintly and led Silverbell inside Favoni House.

"Master Lawrence." Abel Loggins was kneeling in front of Frank reverently, having regained consciousness.

"Eh?"

Silverbell appeared utterly surprised-was Abel not a famous healer in Morhen? When did he become Frank's apprentice?

Frank, however, was waving Abel off, gesturing for him to get up.

But being old as Abel was, he was naturally quite stubborn. "No, I will stay like this. I have been an embarrassment, coming up short and needing my mentor to save my skin."

While he learned some pill

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techniques from Frank, he blamed

himself for failing to save Jaden Favoni and troubling Frank to come over to save him too. He had certainly embarrassed his mentor here!

Still, Frank shook his head and sighed. "Are you trying to die sooner, kneeling in front of me at your age? Just get up—I don't blame you at all."

As Abel got up awkwardly, Frank

told him under his breath, "I've

taught my sister Winter everything in Draconian traditional medicine that a non-martial artist could learn. She's the chief of Zamri Hospital, so you can go there and share some knowledge and experience with her. You can call me in case you have something you don't get."

Abel's eyes lit up at Frank's words. He certainly knew Frank meant to have him groom Winter, while he would get to learn much in turn. "Great!" he exclaimed in delight. "I will go to Zmari Hospital to see my fellow apprentice right now! If you'd excuse me, mentor..." "Fellow apprentice..." Frank pursed his lips even as he watched Abel leave eagerly.

He really wondered what Winter would think, seeing a geezer like Abel approaching her and greeting her enthusiastically as an equal.