Chapter 1971
Such an obvious dare used in such a despicable way. Fane could not help butugh coldly after he
heard this. Such a challenge was useful to others, but just not against Fane.
The other newly recruited informal disciples were spirited after they heard this and looked at Fane
excitedly, wanting him to ept the challenge. To these people, Fane was capable of fighting
Wesley.
Thinking Fane would not agree to the wager with the way how silent Fane was save for his sneer,
Wesley frettingly added, "You''re the number one disciple among those who are newly recruited. If
you''re terrified now, what do you think others will think about you in the future?”
Fane spoke in a low voice, "I do not care about how others think about me. Don''t you wish to fight
me in the wager battle arena? I''ll grant you your wish, but I''m not doing this because of what you''ve
said. I just feel that you deserve to be taught a lesson."
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A smile immediately appeared on Wesley''s face when Fane agreed to it. However, thest
sentence Fane said was like pouring a bucket of dogs'' blood on his face, and the delighted
expression immediately disappeared.
Wesley stared at Fane with gritted teeth, wanting nothing more than to rebuke him loudly. If the
pavilion did not have rules that prevented them from fighting in private, he wanted to fold his
sleeves and teach this gant man a lesson.
This guy dared say that he needed to be taught a lesson. Nobody dared humiliate him in such a
way throughout the years!
"Listen carefully, you b*stard. I''ll make you pay dearly."
Fane raised his eyebrows and looked at Wesley calmly. "You can keep those fifty pieces of lower-
grade spirited crystals as gifts for this faithful dog you have beside you. I''m not taking them. Let’s
set the wager battle at the end of this month.”
It was the beginning of the month, and Fane kept enough time for himself by setting the wager
battle at the end of the month. However, the time period that Fane thought to be sufficient was just a
blink of an eye in other people''s opinion.
After all, the time period of a month was still quite short, and it would not increase Fane''s fighting
prowess much. What Fane had said not only pped Wesley, but he also included the man with
triangr eyes. The man with triangr eyes was so furious that he pointed at Fane and trembled,
almostmbasting him right then and there. However, Wesley stopped him.
Wesley turned around and spoke with narrowed eyes, "Alright! We''ll go ording to the timing you
set. You''ll have to remember it well, though. Don’t be so terrified that you don''t show up by then."
Fane returned to his room without looking back after he finished speaking. He closed the room door
with a m without replying to Wesley.
In Wesley''s opinion, such actions were no different from pping him on the face. He was so angry
that his entire body trembled. The man with triangr eyes started yelling, "Does this guy even
know how to follow the rules?! What a b*stard; he doesn’t understand the immensity of heaven and
earth. Senior brother, you can''t let this guy off the hook easily when you guys meet in the wager
battle arena!”
The corners of Wesley''s mouth curled into a ruthless sneer. "Don''t you worry. I’ll teach this guy a
lesson within the margins allowed by the rules. I''ll show him who he can offend, and those that he
can’t afford to."
He waved his sleeves with a cold scoff before he left. The man with triangr eyes and the others
also followed after Wesley like they were his henchmen.
The newly recruited informal disciples who originally came outside for a chat were in no mood to
continue staying outside. What Wesley and the others said caused them to be quite upset. Some of
them were so angry that their entire body quaked, but there was nothing they could do.