The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



However, the concealed weapon that made Kairo so confident only made Frank feel nostalgic. The moment Kairo pulled it out, Frank instantly recognized it.

His eyes narrowed, and he moved without hesitation.

Kairo's twisted grin faded into shock as Frank effortlessly caught the slender bronze needle with his fingers, just an inch from his forehead! "What the..."

Kairo's eyes widened in disbelief at Frank's lightning-fast reaction.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"Hmph, still trying to play tricks at this point? How pathetic," Frank scoffed, flicking his fingers slightly.

With a swift motion, the slender bronze needle shot back toward Kairo like a bullet. Kairo did not have Frank's reflexes. He felt a sharp pain in his thigh and looked down to see the very same bronze needle now embedded there.

Kairo screamed hysterically as his face turned pale with terror.

It was no surprise. The green poison coating the needle quickly seeped into his thigh, and it turned his flesh into a putrid, green mush as if it was dissolving right before his eyes.

The poison spread rapidly up his leg, and Kairo started trembling.

He knew he was doomed.

This poison on the bronze needle was a lethal concoction that even Kairo's master had spent years trying to understand without success. The toxin was so potent that just a touch would turn the victim into a puddle of green sludge within a minute.

It was that terrifying.

No one else knew this poison better than Frank. More accurately, he was the one who created it.

Actually, that concealed weapon

was Frank's own creation. He had developed it as a teenager while studying ancient mechanisms at Mystic Sky Sect. Back then, he was consumed by a thirst for revenge. So the devices he created were particularly vicious, designed solely for that purpose.

Seeing his own weapon again now, Frank felt a pang of nostalgia, his expression momentarily somber.

"Maybe everyone loses their way at some point."

Frank sighed. He looked at Kairo and calmly said, "If you admit defeat now and follow through the agreement, I'll give you one last chance. I can still save you."

"Save me? What kind of nonsense is

that?" Kairo sneered. "I know this poison has no antidote! Or are you just trying to humiliate me before I die? Do you really want me to admit defeat that badly?"

As the poison continued to spread, Kairo realized his time was running out. Laughing bitterly, he yelled at Frank, "Impossible! I'll never admit defeat to anyone! I... am Kairo Wal! I'm a master of both medicine and martial arts. No one in the world has talent like mine. Just give me fifty more years... no, forty years, and I'll... I'll..."

Frank shook his head in resignation as Kairo stubbornly refused to admit defeat.

"You've already lost. You may not want to admit defeat, but you've lost to your own arrogance and pride.

"And the price for that loss is your life."

Seeing the shock in Kairo's eyes, Frank leaned in close and whispered, "You don't believe I can save you? Here's the truth. The concealed weapon and the poison you used... I created both of them."