The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 546

Death meant compensation for their families, while desertion meant death to them and their families.

Sensing the change in attitude among the black-clad men, Frank did not hold back as he charged his Five-Peat Archaeus, his Birthright rank might overwhelming them.

It was a headache now that they were suddenly fearless even in death, especially since some were vigor-wielding elites.

A group around ten would be no issue, but even he was hard-pressed against dozens, even hundreds—not even a lion could stand against a horde of hyenas alone.

Seeing that Frank was a little overwhelmed, Aion's granddaughter cried, "Help him, Grandpa!"

Aion, however, stood his ground.

He appeared troubled and was clearly not intent to get involved.

If Frank won, he and his granddaughter must come up with something to appease the last apprentice of Mystic Sky Sect.

And there was still a chance he would kill them so that they would not tell on him.

Naturally, things would not bode well for them if Sage Lake Sect won either, so all Aion could do was stand there, indecisive.

"Oh, you're such an embarrassing geezer!" Aion's granddaughter snapped just then and leapt into fray.

Surprisingly, her dainty form wielded martial arts that almost defied common sense!

With just a single palm technique, she unleashed a violent shockwave that sent two black-clad men flying.

She was clearly more than what met the eye!

"Stop it, brat!"

"Yes." Bocek laughed coolly. "No one aside from you and me must know about this—not even the chief. Also, new apprentices can always be recruited, while these ones die wearing down Frank. It's killing two birds with one stone."

Quinn lowered her gaze, a little scared of her father's savage, bloodlusting glare just then.

"That includes Eron White and his family… The man wants to have his daughter marry Maron Ocean? Hah! He's dying too."

Bocek's face contorted ruthlessly and glanced at his daughter to see her hesitant.

Clapping her on the shoulder, he chuckled. "You must understand, my dear girl—there's no such thing as principles in this world! Everyone listens to the person with the biggest stick, and the ones who defeat their conscience would always reach further and higher than anyone else!"

He nodded in approval as he watched Quinn ponder upon his words, and he whipped out his phone to make a call.

"Jorg Zayas? Got a job for you," he said icily. "Assemble your boys and massacre the White family of Southstream. Remember, leave nothing alive!"