The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 1978

Noel grew increasingly angry as he spoke. He could not help but rush forward to slap Fane harshly on his naive-etched face so that he would wake up from his daydream. He would not have said so much to Fane if he would not be severely involved if Fane's soul was hurt.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Adjusting the difficulty level to level two, and I’m sure that you won't last longer than a person drinking their tea. You'll come running out with your tail between your legs after I take several breaths." Noel looked at Fane like he was looking at a stubborn fool. Fane sighed lightly, knowing very well that his actions must translate to him being an idiot in the eyes of people like Noel.

However, he did this because he did not want to waste time. After all, the usual difficulty would not be a huge improvement to a martial skill at the level of the Destroying the Void. In fact, he asked Noel to adjust the difficulty to level two because he did not understand if this was useful to him under such difficulty.

Fane said helplessly, "You don’t need to worry. If anything happens to me when I'm inside, I'll inform the elders or deacons that I did this on my own will, that it had nothing to do with you. I'll make sure that this won't implicate you."

Noel lightly curled the corners of his mouth, no longer knowing what to say. He rolled his eyes and said, "Nevermind. Since you insist on ignoring my persuasion and ignore the possibility of wounding yourself, there’s nothing much that I can say. I need to tell you, though, that the wounds to the soul can't be stopped by common pills, and it'll directly affect your training in the future. You shouldn't lose your future because of your temporary curiosity or because you want to act tough to me."

Fane raised his eyebrows and said calmly,' You don't have to worry; I'm in no mood to act tough in front of anyone. You can just adjust the difficulty level to level two."

Noel scoffed, thinking to himself that Fane would not give up unless he faced the consequences. From the insufferably arrogant expression on Fane's face when he spoke, he seemed to think that he could stay in the difficulty level two area for one to two days.

He wanted to see the expression on this guy's face when he could not stand it anymore and came out himself. Noel stretched out his hand, harrumphing as he declared, "Hand over your identification card. I'll deduct the contribution points to pay for one day."

Fane nodded and handed Noel his identification card obediently. Noel proficiently deducted ten of Fane's contribution points. Although it was merely ten points, Fane still felt unhappy about it.

There were only 40 pavilion contribution points left on his identification card, and he would finish the remaining 40 points soon. If he wanted to continue training, he had to make time and earn himself some contribution points.

"Alright, I've arranged the difficulty and set the time. You can go in now. Let me just make something clear: If anything happened to you inside, it has nothing to do with me. I've already persuaded you and all, and you should stop acting tough. Just get out if you can't handle it. Don't force yourself to withstand things as it isn't worth it when your soul gets wounded, turning you into a dummy."

Fane nodded as he put his identification card away. He walked toward one of the small doors that was one-man-tall behind him. However, Noel spoke up again behind him as he was about to cross the threshold, "You need to understand that even chosen disciples have a record of staying inside for a maximum of three days and three nights. If you turn into a dummy because of your impulsive moves, I’ll be affected by your actions."

Noel felt his head hurt when he thought of this possibility. This newly recruited informal disciple is like an idiot who could not be stopped even if ten bulls were pulling him back.

If something bad happened to Fane inside, Noel would be implicated if he could not explain that he had already persuaded Fane but Fane insisted on entering the room. He could be punished if it was something minor, or he could be imprisoned if it was something serious.

He felt his stomach hurt when he thought about this.

Fane nodded without turning back. He understood that Noel was telling him all this crap because Noel was worried for his personal gain, but that was understandable.