The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Glen was scowling a little less the next day, as he received all the martial artists who were arriving at the conference hall.

Frank, Vicky, Til, and everyone else were there, just as a retainer hurried inside and announced, "We have visitors from Cloud Nine Sect asking to see you, Mr. Turnbull." "Cloudnine Sect? Already?!"

Glen exclaimed in delight. "The branch families really have some decent connections! Quick, show them in!"

"Yes, Mr. Turnbull," the retainer replied and turned to leave.

Soon, a sonorous laughter echoed from a door, as a bearded man with bulging muscles and stood over two meters tall strode in.

He was wearing shades, and he had a giant machete slung over his back, with several lackeys in tow.

The man must at least weigh over two hundred pounds, and the ground almost seemed to shake with every step he took.

In fact, the faces of many other martial artists fell when they saw that burly man.

"Wait, isn't that Kain the Wild Blade?! What's he doing here?!"

"Shit, talk about a real rogue. The man doesn't care about friend or foe when he starts getting physical!"

"Why would the Turnbulls bring in a jinx like him?!"

The martial artists' comments left Glen's smile stiffening-even he had heard of Kain Loom's reputation.

The man was known for his savagery, as he butchered people without an afterthought.

In fact, when someone from a

rivaling sect insulted his brothernet

Kain charged alone into that sect's enclave and bathed it in blood,Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

leaving none alive.

While he was known to be a berserker, he really was a madman who murdered without blinking an eye.

Not only was he a member of Cloudnine Sect, he was individually strong and was halfway through Ascendant rank in his thirties, making him untouchable.

And Glen did not think that Cloudnine Sect would send Kain.

Still, he was smiling in greeting despite his panic and dissatisfaction.

Thud!

As Kain planted himself on an armchair, he kept his huge machete by his feet.

Even though he was in Glen's presence, he showed no inclination to exchange greetings.

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Instead, his eyes flashed as he laughed, baring his fangs. "Mr. Turnbull, I'm under orders of Cloudnine Sect to help your family eliminate the South Sea Crow or whatever her name is. I hope have your permission for a delightful kill, ahahaha..."

Glen nodded and smiled politely despite his exasperation.

Kain then spotted Vicky, his eyes lighting up and widening.

Vicky was dressed in a form-fitting dress accentuating her stunning figure and with a side slit that bared her beautiful legs.

"Hey, you! Get over here and serve me tea!" He beckoned at Vicky just then, licking his lips eagerly while feeling a fire igniting in his loins.

"What magnificence!" he exclaimed with his eyes fixed on Vicky, already envisioning having her pinned beneath himself.

"Ah, apologies, Mr. Loom." Glen

quickly jumped in, tensing up as he noticed Kain's feral stare at Vicky.

"This is Vicky, my niece. We

have

stewards on hand to serve your tea."