Fane squinted at Philip's words but did not respond. Instead, he raised his hand and retrieved his weapon from Mustard Seed. The moment he held the black sword, Fane's aura completely changed.
It was as if he was a spear that stood in the middle of heaven and earth; unbending and unyielding.
Philip looked at Fane and suddenly laughed. "What? Are you planning on fighting me?"
The wandering warriors were shocked to see Fane pulling out his sword, not expecting Fane to dare challenge Philip. Even if they were at odds with each other, none of the warriors there would have dared challenge Philip alone.
After all, Philip was a disciple of the Unbreaking Pavilion, and the other disciples called him their senior, treating him with wholehearted respect. It meant that he was at least an inner disciple in the Unbreaking Pavilion.
No matter how justified they were, it did not change the fact that their skills would not be enough against Philip. They would be forced to use their numbers advantage to even push them into fighting him.
None of them would dare to go against Philip alone.
Surprisingly, someone actually did dare to, and it was a sixth-grade alchemist!
"Is he crazy?" a black-robed wandering warrior said.
The others next to him broke into a flurry of discussions.
"Who knows what's on his mind. Looking at him, is he planning on fighting to the death against Philip?
"Philip is a disciple of the Unbreaking Pavilion. He has to be incredibly talented to be a disciple of an eighth-grade clan! This guy is a lunatic, I tell you. Why else would he dare point his weapon at Philip?"
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