The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank could tell that he could not take Thunder and Bolt's oath of undying loyalty at face value.

However, they had nowhere else to go.

Not only had they failed to carry out their mission, but they had leaked the Bearson's secrets. Forget taking them back-it would be mercy if the Bearsons did not send killers after Thunder and Bolt.

And someone like Kilian had even less reason to take them back in.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

In contrast, the olive branch Frank was offering was simply bewitching.

For the average martial artist, trying to develop without any heirloom meant training in sub-par martial arts they would obtain from the black market—and at astronomical prices.

As for anything advanced, they were either hoarded within various sects as treasures. None of those would ever fall to the black market-even if some would, Thunder and Bolt would never be able to afford them.

But things were different now-if they took Frank's offer, any martial arts form a Transcendent rank like him could teach was far above any of the trash available at the black market.

For their own sake, sucking up to Frank was their ultimate ambition.

There were no martial artists who would not want to get stronger. And even if Thunder and Bolt were Blackrank, they were still martial artists.

If anything, the only reason they wanted money so badly and accepted the Bearsons' payroll was just to buy those ridiculously priced martial arts manuals.

That was why they were dead set on working for Frank now.

"Hmph."

Seeing how delighted they were, Frank tapped his finger on their forehead, directing his pure vigor into their bodies.

As he let his pure vigor flowed throughout their meridians, he said, "Remember the paths my pure vigor flowed. This is called Two Lives One Face-you can project a combat ward with this once you've mastered it. You could defeat even the average Ascendant

kiire

fighting together."

Two Lives One Face was an above average martial arts form even back in Mystic Sky Sect, and it was very fitting for these two to cultivate it.

Even as Frank withdrew his pure vigor, Thunder and Bolt repeated the flow movement and quickly realized the key to it, and how powerful it was.

Delighted, they were ready to

kowtow to Frank, but he held up a

hand to stop them. "Save it-just assist Terry Cotton in Lanecorp's health and safety department after joining us. If you get any funny ideas..."

"That would never happen!" Thunder promptly held up his fingers to swear an oath. "If we do, may lightning strike us where we stand!"

Funny ideas? No way!

Just one casting is enough for them to see how profound the technique Frank taught them was-it certainly eclipsed anything they had learned over the four decades! Compared to Two Lives One Face, they could even use those expensive martial arts manuals they bought as toilet paper

At this point, they would never leave even if Frank told them too.

Frank was relieved to see that Thunder and Bolt were so sincere too. Though Terry had a legion of mobsters working for him, they did not have enough martial artists.

With Thunder and Bolt joining, they could avoid the situation before.

Frank then pointed at the front door of the mansion. "Go. Bring Gerry Bearson to me I need to discuss the ownership of the mansion with him." "Yes, sir!"

Thunder and Bolt, born again now, charged into the mansion, ready to take down anything standing in Frank's way.

Soon, they dragged a panicking Gerry, who kept cursing and struggling, and flung him down before Frank's feet.