The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2011

"How dare you humiliate me again and again when I've shown you nothing but kindness?!" shouted Wesley.

Fane stared coldly at the man with triangular eyes and Wesley. "You’re the one who keeps on humiliating me! And there's one thing you should get right, it's that I want to humiliate but you served yourself up on a platter to be humiliated by me!

Things wouldn't have to be this way if you didn't force me to give you the room I won that day!"

Fane was on a roll. He was telling the truth but as the saying goes, the truth hurts. The others around them started to voice their opinions again.

“Is Fane crazy? Or does he think he has

nothing to lose since he had already offended Wesley many times before?' "Yeah, I think that is. Might as well humiliate Wesley more since he knows he's going to lose in the battle."

Some of them could not help but sigh and shake their heads. "Yup, he's definitely gone cray-cray. What he said would only spur Wesley on. No doubt Wesley would do his utmost to torture Fane in their upcoming battle. He might even break the rules and cripple Fane!”

Noel became even more resigned after listening to all their comments. He knew Fane was really talented but that did not mean he would be able to defeat Wesley. He knitted his brows and in a low voice tried to warn Fane, "Shut up, Brother Fane. Are you crazy? You'll anger Wesley even more if you continue on like this. He might even cripple you in the upcoming battle and then it'll be too late for regrets." It was logit However, Fane did not care. He smiled and under everyone's watchful gaze, stood up from his seat and slowly made his way over to Wesley. Wesley raised an eyebrow and looked curiously at Fane. He wondered what he was doing when Fane suddenly stopped five feet away from him.

"My wager is the individual room that I'm staying in right now. What’s your wager?" asked Fane. Every contestant would bet on something before going up to the battle platform just like how Wesley and Dale both betted on a hundred and fifty contribution points for their battle.

Fane asked about Wesley's bet because Wesley did not have an individual room of his own and it made sense for him to ask but to the others, it sounded like he had totally gone insane. It was enough that he remained impassive after observing Wesley’s power and yet he still had the mood to ask Wesley for his wager? Yup, he

had definitely gone insane. Did Fane really th in a battle? If he really did think so then there was really something wrong with his brain. Even Noel and Brook could not believe what they heard as they stared wide -eyed at Fane.

Wesley was first dazed but then erupted in laughter as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the universe. "What did you say? Are you really asking me for my wager? Oh, Brother Fane, you don’t seriously think you can win in a battle against me right? Where do you even get that confidence of yours? Or should I ask whether you were dropped as a child?"

Fane raised an eyebrow and said, "Where did I get my confidence? That’s not something you should worry about. The only thing you need to do is answer me about your wager. Don't think that I’ll fight against you if you don’t offer up a wager.”

The man with triangular eyes nearly exploded with rage. He did not say anything previously since Wesley had already jumped into the conversation but now he could not control himself anymore.