THE GIRLBOSS BEGS FOR REMARRIAGE - Season 6 Episode 44

When Mystic Sky Sect was wiped out three years ago, it was rumored that their chief and senior

disciple had gone missing.

Could this young man be the missing disciple Donn Lawrence, the man who carved a bloody path out

of his enemies despite the South Sea Four’s encirclement?

The man had already topped Skyrank as a Birthright martial elite. One could not even begin to fathom

his depth!

In fact, Aion Fairfax was already no longer worrying about what Sage Lake Sect would do.

Instead, he now feared that after Donn Lawrence wiped out Sage Lake Sect, he would silence Aion

and his granddaughter… forever!

On the other hand, Eiger was on his last breath after Frank’s single punch.

He was also on his knees in a grotesque posture as he screamed in panic, “I’m Bocek’s sworn brother

and the sect chief’s comrade! Sage Lake Sect will kill you if you kill me!”

“Those are your last words?” Frank asked as he leveled Eiger an icy look, chuckling coolly. “It’s as if

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you’re saying that Sage Lake Sect would forget all past grievances if I’d just let you go.”

“Y-You can’t kill me! I have money! I’ll give you as much as you want if you spare me. Right, the

Goldeater Cane! You wanted that, didn’t you? It’s right there, inside the inner room. Just spare me, and

I promise I will collect the rest too—”

Crack.

Frank smacked Eiger with his palm right then, silencing him permanently.

Even as Eiger’s eyes widened at his sunken chest, he kept rasping but could not manage a single

word.

Then, he dropped to the floor resoundingly—one of Sage Lake Sect’s top five had been killed with

immeasurable ease.

Quinn was left watching as Eiger died for a long while before coming to her senses.

“You killed Uncle Eiger! You’re a dead man, Frank!” she screamed before turning toward the black-clad

men around them. “You incompetent fools! Are you just going to watch and do nothing?! Kill him!”

The black-clad men traded glances, none of them taking a step forward.

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If Frank Lawrence could kill a Birthright rank elite so easily, they would serve no purpose other than die

if they charged at him.

Naturally, their inaction left Quinn hysterical even as she spat, “You bunch of ungrateful, useless scum!

Have you forgotten how much Sage Lake Sect spent on you?! Spineless twigs!”

Frank remained silent and impassive as he looked up at Quinn, who stood some distance away.

He started forward, and the black-clad man immediately cleared a path.

Seeing that Frank was coming for her, Quinn’s legs were shaking and actually felt something warm

flowing down her legs.

“W-What do you think you’re doing?!” she shrieked. “I’m the daughter of Bocek Ocean! My father will

kill you if you lay a finger on me!”

Frank simply snorted as he stood before her, staring coldly. “No more tricks. I might actually spare you

if you give up the Goldeater Cane, but if you don’t… It’s death!”

His sudden murderous glare vaporized every bit of mental fortitude Quinn had.

She dropped to her knees with an audible thud, staring blankly as Frank reached out a hand, unable to

breathe.

But that was when a bellow resounded from outside Silver Spring Dojo.

“Wretched remnant of Mystic Sky Sect! The insolence to mess with Sage Lake Sect!”