The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1655



Nheless, Frank ignored Kairo and turned toward Mole, demanding loudly, "Are we starting the second trial or not?"

"Well..."

Mole turned toward Yosil, since this was an unprecedented case.

Yosil was staring at Frank in turn, seeing the determination and composure in his eyes, devoid of panic or fear.

It seemed that he was really not throwing away his life out of sheer pettiness, but to silence all his doubters.

And that left Yosil stunned.

After a while, he nodded at Mole. "Begin."

"Sir-"

"I said we can begin, or perhaps you don't understand?"

Yosil's expression turned cool, projecting such a terrible presence that it left Mole flinching.

"N-No..."

Mole leveled a troubled look at Frank before pointing at the herbs and cauldrons that the Kornac's Keep apprentices brought. "The second trial begins now! Participants, you now have one hour to concoct an antidote in an hour to counteract the poison plaguing you... or you will die!"

The participants all felt a chill running down their spine when they heard the word 'die'.

Still, most of them also turned simultaneously toward the man who was poisoned the worst, because he was forced to play fair.

"Hmph. You dug your own grave. You don't get to blame anyone!"

Kairo snorted, perceiving Frank's cold shoulder to be an insult to himself. Chuckling coolly, he walked on stage and started to choose his herbs.

On the other hand, when Ira walked past Frank, he somehow appeared apologetic "Sorry, man. Look, just don't haunt me when you die, okay? It's all Kairo Wal-he was the one who goaded you into drinking poison."

Kairo, who overheard him, scowled even harder.

"Phew..."

Be that as it may, Frank did not go onstage with the others to pick herbs right away.

Instead, he sat down in meditation and used the Five-Peat Archaeus to repress the poison in his body.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

After all, he had ingested too much poison earlier. Forget the second trial-he would faint right now if he did not stop it right away.

That being said, Frank had to drink that much poison... just to be poisoned.

Now that his physique was Transcendent rank, it was no exaggeration to say that he was impervious to poison.

If he did what the others did and only took small sips, forget being poisoned-the substance would be dissolved as soon as he took it.

As such, he had no choice but to take the entire cauldron of poison just to get the symptoms of poisoning.

But since he had overdosed, he had to suppress it.

Though Frank was not trying to be vain or sensational since he had no choice, what he did still made him the center of attention.

The crowd was therefore understandably restless, understandably looking amazed.

After all, everyone was busy

choosing their herbs for the second

trial, but Frank was sitting alone on the floor, his eyes closed doing god-knows-what.

Ira was speechless even as he turned to look at Frank. "Shit, he's been poisoned so terribly, but he's calmly cultivating instead? That's just amazing..."

Only Kairo was staring at Frank coolly, a malicious plan hatching in his mind. Fairness, he said? Hehe...