The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 2689

That was when Frank flew and landed on the ground, further proving The Vulture's theory.

Sure, the apprentices of Princely Sword School were strong, their abilities the stuff of novels and still controllable.

However, Frank was like an elephant to their ant, possessing an almost divine might to bend the world to his will—something that the apprentices of Princely Sword School would never measure up to.

Knowing that he was going to die, The Vulture tried to free himself and escape but could not!

That left The Vulture even more shocked, realizing that Frank was even more deserving of the flattery that he had just showered him with.

After all, Frank was still keeping him restrained while fighting every apprentice of Princely Sword School!

Unable to do anything, he soon came up with an idea and turned toward Janice. "Hey, kid. Please help me out here—free me. See, everyone makes mistakes, and I know that I did now. You should give me a chance to atone."

The Vulture had presumed that Janice was young and naive, so she would definitely be swayed.

To his surprise, Janice was not the girl he thought she was, even smirking at him. "A chance to atone? If I did let you go, and one day we find each other in this exact situation but with reversed roles, would you give me a chance?

"Hell, did you give your other victims a chance in the past?"

The Vulture paled, surprised by the young girl's surprisingly ruthless nature.

What on earth did Frank do to keep them in line?

Meanwhile, Frank walked up to Massam, whose body had aged to the point of shriveling, standing tall and looking down on her.

Seeing how youthful Frank remained, Massam was too terrified to even make a sound, even as she truly realized how huge the gap between them was!

It was like a firefly's glow against the sun's brilliance—they were simply no match for him!

With a wave of his hand, a blue glow shrouded Massam's gaze.

Soon, her skin and frame was visibly recovering, and even her white hair was now a healthy black!

Massam blanched—not only was it almost impossible for her to regain her vigor, but Frank was so powerful that he restored her hair too!

After all, her hair was white because the discipline of Princely Sword School was flawed and inflicted irreversible damage to the internal organs over time.

It was something even modern medicine could not resolve, but Frank did it with just a lift of his finger!

That was when Frank beckoned. "Come at me. Let's fight with our bare fists properly, and I won't use the power of the spiritron vein. How about that?"

Massam was left speechless.