Chapter 2129


    Of course, Fane knew that Noel was worried about him, so he nodded slightly. "It doesn’t matter


    even if Oliver is epted as thest disciple. After all, he wouldn’t let me off the hook, even if he


    isn’t epted as thest disciple.”


    As Fane and Noel were muttering among themselves, a suddenmotion erupted in front of


    them.


    Following that, a path in front of Fane was cleared by several people, and several familiar faces


    squeezed their way toward them. Fane took a look and could not stop his lips from twitching, unable


    to hold back from rolling his eyes. He could not be bothered to pay attention to these people, but


    they loveding to him like cats who smelled fish from afar.


    Wesley had a jade fan-which nobody knew where he obtained-in his hand. Although they were


    immune to changes in the temperature as they were martial artists, he acted like a handsome


    young master as he walked toward Fane, swaying his fan lightly as he did. Behind him was another


    familiar face; the man with triangr eyes. When the man with triangr eyes saw Fane, his eyes


    instantly narrowed into dangerous arcs like a poisonous snake that was dormant in the dark.


    Everybody among the informal disciples knew about Wesley, and so did many formal disciples. As


    Oliver had be the center of discussion among all the


    disciples as he was about to be the Eleventh Elder''sst disciple, Wesley felt that he was


    greatly honored as he walked jubntly everywhere he went. A meaningful smile appeared on his


    face when he saw Fane. "Isn’t this Junior Brother Fane? It’s been a long time since west met! You


    seem to be doing well."


    What Wesley said immediately attracted the attention of those around him. Although Fane was not


    as well-known as Wesley among the informal disciples, his fame was not something to be ignored.


    After all, he had once openly beaten Wesley on the wager battle arena, and it was a challenge


    where the two of them were on different levels to boot! 1


    Everybody knew that Fane would be a formal disciple soon, and he would have a prosperous


    time when he became one. Everybody also knew the grievances between these two. Everybody


    was excited to observe the interaction between them when they saw Wesleying over to greet


    Fane.


    Wesley was not the kind of person who would be pliant after being trampled on. They all knew in


    their hearts that after Fane had severely injured him, Wesley would fight back since he had


    recovered. Noel and Brook, who stood behind Fane, had darkened expressions on their faces.


    Fane stepped forward and blocked both of them behind him. He sneered and ignored Wesley.


    Wesley seemed to have had a good understanding of Fane''s temper from a long time ago. He was


    not


    irritated when he saw how Fane sneered and said nothing on it. "I heard that you went to Mount


    Beast a few days ago, and I thought that you were killed by the monster beasts there. Who would''ve


    expected that you would return safely."


    Fane snorted softly. In his eyes, Wesley was no different from talkativedies who loved to gossip.


    He replied, "And you''re still as talkative as ever, even though I haven''t seen you for a couple of


    days. I thought that our previous battle wouldpletely shut you up. It looks like I’ve still


    underestimated your mouth."


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    Fane''s words were intently straightforward, ones that hit Wesley badly, evident on Wesley’s


    reddening face. A gossiping look shed through the eyes of most of those around them, and they


    were dying to see both men duke it out right then and there.


    The man with triangr eyes roared angrily, "Fane Woods! How dare you say such things to


    Brother Wesley? Do you wish to die?! Don’t you know that Brother Wesley''s elder brother has


    returned?!"