"Elder Sawyer, I believe that you are fair and unprejudiced. Although we had an altercation with him in the beginning, we did not overdo things. Even if that guy was resentful, he should've considered your support toward Senior Brother Wesley and refrained himself from carrying out such a violent attack. The martial skills of the soul attribute cause people to be wounded terribly. That guy did not care about anything and directly wounded Senior Brother Wesley badly. His body wounds can be easily healed but not the wounds on his soul within a short period of time!"
A hint of anger flashed through Elder Sawyer’s old eyes as he slightly narrowed them. However, the anger disappeared soon. "Not only is this guy strong, but he
also has a bad temper. As an elder of the pavilion, I cannot simply take action against disciples. However, if I allow this guy to develop at will, he will soon step over me someday in the future."
The man with triangular eyes quickly went along with the conversation when he heard this. "That's right! Elder Sayer, this guy is really arrogant. Not only that, I think that he's also haughty and inflexible. He seems to be a vengeful person. Although he has wounded Senior Brother Wesley severely, I feel that he would still settle accounts in the future. Elder, what do you think we should do in the future..."
Elder Sayer’s originally calm face darkened increasingly. He humphed coldly. "There's no need for you to prod me into action as I know what to do. Treat this as a lesson for Wesley. He always does things according to his will and bullied others just because he thinks he’s extremely talented. What you said about that guy seeking revenge in the future makes sense. However, you need to understand that the young man is considered one of the top disciples in the pavilion considering his talents and strength. We will definitely suffer a terrible loss if we simply go against him. We need to find an opportunity to take him down for good."
The man with triangular eyes grew excited when he heard this. "I shall obey your orders!” Elder Sayer raised his eyebrows." Alright. I know what you’re thinking and you're worried about Fane taking it out on you. There’s no need to worry about that. With my presence, he would not dare do anything to you. However, there’s a time limit on this. If we allow Fane to grow, he would definitely threaten you and even myself. We cannot allow somebody with a grudge toward the Sayer family to continue to develop."
The man with triangular eyes nodded with all his might. He was about to continue speaking when they suddenly heard the rapid sound of bells ringing.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The bells were so loud that they could be heard in every corner of the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. The rapid sound of the bells caused the two of them, who were in the room, to be stunned.
Elder Sayer raised his eyebrows and looked outside the window. His eyes, filled with experiences, were slightly stunned. "I thought that this would happen after some time. Who would have expected them to start the battle now? Those people from the Muddled Origin Clan are really impatient." The man with triangular eyes did not know what was going on. Elder Sayer looked at him and explained everything like a responsible teacher even though he seldom spoke to such informal disciples that were not talented. "This is the only bell in the Dual Sovereign Pavilion and it will not be rung unless something important has happened. Now that the bells have rung so many times and in such a hurry, this means that the great battle between pavilions is happening.”
A great battle at this moment was naturally the conflict they had with the Muddled Origin Clan. The corners of Elder Sayer's mouth curled upward. "This is a great opportunity and you should cherish it."
Fane naturally heard the rapid sound of the bells. He was not in the wager battle arena at that moment. Instead, he had gone to the soul hall with Noel and the others. Fane was considered one of Noel's friends at that moment. The others might not understand what the rapid clanking of the bells meant but Noel did.
Fane's expression darkened after he listened to the short explanation by Noel. At that very moment, he had already made new plans. Brook followed behind the two of them like a puppy and he was also in the soul hall. Noel was on duty that afternoon. The soul hall was quiet and empty as nobody visited the place during normal times. They sat around the long table and the runner disciple of the soul hall, Zayn, prepared a pot of tea for them.
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