Rudeus squinted angrily at Fane and cleared his throat, sneering, "If you insist on being stubborn, don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you refuse to give up, you brat. I decide if you get to participate!"
Fane smirked upon hearing this, sneering to himself at how stodgy Rudeus was. Just because Rudeus had gotten a bronze treasure and was from a ninth-grade clan, he felt entitled enough to think that everyone had to obey whatever he said.
Anyone who went against Rudeus' word was basically slapping him on the face, and Rudeus would use other means to handle them. Fane, however, was not someone who would bend to another person's will.
Fane let out a laugh as he raised his voice and retorted, "Please stop thinking that you get to boss around everyone just because you're a little skilled. I said that I'd take part in this competition, so I will.
"You have no right to determine who can participate or who can't. Stop trying to act like your threats will affect me. If you have the skills, go ahead and come at me!"
Even if Rudeus attacked, Fane would barely blink.
Fane might be an alchemist, but he was far from a traditional one; his skills were far stronger than
anyone present. Even warriors from a ninth-grade clan barely amounted to Fane, let alone an alchemist.
Rudeus' face reddened in anger as his eyes reddened.
He never expected that an alchemist he had never seen before would boldly challenge him. Fane did not seem willing to budge at all. Even with his status on full display, he refused to cooperate!
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