Fane Woods had already eliminated the strongest of their opponents. He was confident that the newly leveled-up Nine Gods Clan would be able to handle the rest of the Alliance Guard's minions. Not to mention, both Master Zeller and Master Yarbrough would be there as well.
He gave out a cold scoff, activated his Chi, and shot through the sky like an arrow. He was heading toward Master Mackenzie's direction and would be able to catch up to him in no time at his current unparalleled speed. To the rest of the spectators, it seemed as if Fane Woods had disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Master Mackenzie could sense a powerful force coming from behind him. 'What a leech! Can't he just let me go?' he cursed.
He was quaking in his boots. He did not want to die there and then. There were still years left in him and as long as he was careful, he would be able to live out those years.
The desire to stay alive dominated his heart. "Fane Woods, we hold no personal grudges against each other. Let me go and I promise I’ll pretend nothing ever happened between us!" he shouted toward Fane while maintaining his speed of escape. "I'll even throw in some treasures for you! I'll give you anything you want as long as you spare my life. I can even be your servant if that's what you want!"
He had given up the last shred of his dignity by offering to be his servant to save himself, but all these only made Fane Woods laugh at the absurdity of it all. The Alliance Guard became dumbfounded.
Never did they think they would see the day when the high and mighty Master Mackenzie would be begging for his life.
Fane Woods gave out a cold laugh and decided to drag this out as long as he could. "Master Mackenzie, here I thought you were all high and mighty. An indomitable fighter, strongest of them all! And now, you're nothing but a rat caught in a sewer, willing to do anything for your life to be spared!"
Upon hearing this, a fury of fire was ignited in Master Mackenzie's heart but he was careful not to show it on his face. He knew that it would be all over for him as soon as he displayed any signs of hostility toward Fane Woods. "I meant what I said! We hold no deep hatred toward each other. Killing me won’t assuage the anger in you!"
No deep hatred? Once again. Fane Woods laughed at the absurdity of it all. How dare he even say such a thing like that. "Don't you find it funny to say we hold no deep hatred toward each other? If that was the truth then why did you mobilize all your force against my people? If it wasn't for the fact that I’m strong, our roles would be reversed! So don’t try to fool me with your deceptive words! Even a three-year-old would not believe what you've said!”
The deep grievances between Fane Woods and Master Mackenzie were not created in one day. The latter had mounted an attack on Fane Woods numerous times. It was all due to Fane Woods' extraordinary prowess that he managed to keep him and his family safe. Master Mackenzie could not be called a human being if he did not think of that.
Master Mackenzie became even more horrified when he realized it would not be easy to sway Fane Woods. No matter what, he had to try every trick up his sleeve if he wanted nothing more than to stay alive.
Fane Woods narrowed his eyes, unwilling to waste more time on the cat and mouse game. He put his hands together in a hand seal to increase his speed and in a blink of an eye appeared beside Master Mackenzie. Master Mackenzie felt a chill air beside him and the muscle memory honed from years of experience in the battleground caused his body to turn sideways to dodge Fane Woods’ attack.
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