The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



As Yosil uttered these words, a wave of unease washed over Kairo.

During the first trial, Yosil had changed Frank's score from zero to over a hundred because he had detected toxicity in the medicinal soup. Was this stubborn old man stepping in again to overturn the already settled outcome?

Would he give Frank a high score?

At the thought, Kairo began to sweat profusely and forgot to sniff back his runny nose, with his snot almost dripping onto his lips.

Kairo was genuinely anxious now.

If this old man intervened again and gave Frank a score exceeding a hundred, would he have to kneel down and lick Frank's shoes?!

The image of himself mocking Frank flashed before Kairo's eyes, causing him to sweat even more. If this happened, Cloudnine Sect and Kairo himself would truly become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes. This label would likely haunt him indefinitely.

He might as well die now.

Just as Kairo nervously stared at Yosil, the elder regretfully shook his head in front of everyone's gaze.

"I have to admit," Yosil spoke softly as he looked at Frank, "that you indeed have the right to criticize our judges, young man. Even I cannot replicate your refining technique."

"What?!"

Upon hearing Yosil's praise for Frank, everyone at the scene turned to look at him with expressions of utter astonishment. Frank was not yet thirty years old, and yet, he had skills so advanced that even Yosil, the castellan of Kornac's Keep, could not discern them?

Upon hearing Yosil's words, Mole's eyes widened, and he remained speechless for a while.

"However!"

Yosil's tone shifted dramatically. He

sighed regretfully and continued,

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"However, about your pill... Despite the exquisite technique you employed, it contains only the ordinary marrow of the mudroots

and thus cannot cure the toxicity in your body. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"Our second trial was designed to cleanse oneself of toxicity, and it's evident you haven't passed."

Yosil regretfully shook his head and said calmly, "So, I can only give you twenty points. It's a failing grade." "Ha... Haha!"

Kairo was already so frightened that his heart was racing, and he did not dare to listen to what Yosil had to say. However, the final number Yosil uttered eventually reached Kairo's ears.

"Twenty points! That's a failure!"

Upon hearing this, Kairo felt as if he had heard heavenly music. He immediately shook his head and laughed loudly. "Frank, you do have some skills. But with such a short period of time and only mudroots, it doesn't matter how exquisite your technique is. It's useless!

"You lost! I... won!"

Upon hearing Kairo's laughter, the people present all felt conflicted and could no longer laugh.

On one hand, Frank was not some clown seeking attention. He genuinely possessed skills that even the castellan of Kornac's Keep admired. After all, Yosil had personally said so. That could not be faked.

On the other hand, Frank had such impressive skills but failed to produce the desired pill. However, that was probably due to Kairo taking away almost all the medicinal materials.

That was why Frank had no materials to use.

Thinking in this manner, Kairo was too arrogant in this situation.