Fane raised his brow slightly as he said, "Even though the eight-tailed snake is incredibly strong, it's not like it can't be beaten. Since you're ready, let's go."
Hearing Fane’s words, Graham had a sour look on his face. He felt like Fane was too pretentious and that Fane's words were too monotonous. It was as if Fane implied he was a powerful individual. Graham's face darkened a bit, and he wanted nothing more than to say some foul words to incite Fane.
He wanted Fane to stop showing off like he was the best of the best. However, he knew as well that Fane would not just take it lying down, and he might end up retaliating.
If that awkward situation happened, they could just forget about working together. With that, Graham held back his exasperation as he walked toward the eight-tailed demonic snake with Fane.
The masked man and the others saw that Fane had made his move and could only look on with widened eyes. The masked man's anger started to boil over.
Moments ago, he had felt incredibly uncomfortable being laughed at by Fane and the others, and he wanted nothing more than to find somewhere to hide.
Zamian, on the other hand, knew what was making the masked man uncomfortable and hurriedly started
with his flattery.
"Don't worry! With their skills, they won't be able to stand against the eight-tailed demonic snake. The beast will bulldoze them completely, and the two of them won't ever be able to pass. Only you will be able to climb the Divine Void Slope!"
His words sounded incredibly certain, as if he wanted nothing more than to shout it out to the world. The masked man's expression mellowed out, and his mood slowly improved, too.
The earlier awkwardness had sent his anger to its limits, and he felt like a few vicious slaps had been delivered to his face.
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