The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 789

Sneaking into a stranger's room late into the night, and sitting so boldly on his bed? Any man'simagination would be led astray by such a clear invitation!

"Anyway, I'm sorry for bothering you this late at night.” Kat composed herself before leveling aserious look at Frank. "Frank Lawrence, right? I'm here to actually ask for a favor.”

"I see," Frank replied, not bothered to press the issue before. "Go on. Tell me."

Kat's eyes lit up right then. "Could you tell me why you're such an amazing fighter? Do you havesome sort of superpower?"

"Superpower? What the heck is that?" Frank rolled his eyes. "I'm a martial artist, honed physicallyand mentally as a warrior. I'm strong enough to fight hundreds, let alone the paltry few at thekaraoke bar."

“Tch."

Kat clicked her tongue doubtfully, convinced that Frank was boasting. "You really like to exaggerate,don't you? Can't you give it a rest?"

"It's not my fault if you doubt me.” Frank shrugged. "You have no idea so you won't understand, likea hick who would think that the richest man in Draconia eats ten eggs every meal.”

Kat nodded thoughtfully at Frank's metaphor—the average person would not recognize martialartists even if they see one, let alone understand their discipline. They would at best consider them afellow human being who could fight better than the rest.

"Fine, you're amazing, and I don't care if you're exaggerating... Could you just teach me somemoves, like the stuff on TV? I'm not going to ask to learn how to fly or anything—a couple of moveslike the Excalibur is enough...”

Kat trailed off, her eyes widening in expectation.

Frank chuckled in wry amusement. "What the hell are you talking about..."

Excalibur? The girl really watched too much TV.

That being said, at Frank's level, he could unleash his pure vigor more devastatingly than theExcalibur.

Narrowing his eyes, he asked, "Ahem... So you're saying you want to join my sect?"

"Shit, a sect? That's so medieval, old man!" Kat rolled her eyes, speechless. "Just teach mesomething."

Frank pursed his lips wryly. "Well, I can teach you a thing or two for Nash's sake, but my martialdiscipline revolves around vigor control. Otherwise, it's just a husk with no power to speak of. Youhave to start with vigor if you really want me to teach you.”

"What? What's vigor?" Kat appeared confused.

"Well..." Frank glanced at the TV in the room, paused, and said, "To put it simply, it's the internalenergy people draw upon to enforce themselves, like they do on TV."

"Oh, I get it. It's the stuff street performers do, hardening parts of their body to break bricks?" Katexclaimed in realization.

Frank pursed his lips and pretended not to hear her as he continued, "You need to be initiated intoa sect if you really want to train your vigor.

"Naturally, talent also plays an important role—you won't be able to feel vigor if you're not suited tobe a martial artist. In contrast, you'd easily make the cut if you're gifted.”