When it came to that, Fane would completely ignore anything that did not cross the line. After all, he did not want to argue against all of them without stopping like a shrew. There was no meaning to that, and it was a complete waste of time. After he sat back in his original spot, Rowan and the others turned around.
They sat in the row right in front of Fane. The earlier conflict with Fane had caused them to hate Fane to the bone, but it also caused them to view Fane as a complete idiot as well. Hence, after they sat down, they stopped arguing with Fane. However, they felt themselves struggling to hold back. Rowan had his eyes narrowed as he looked at Fane.
His eyes were full of disdain. He scoffed and said, "It looks like you're not just a complete idiot. At least you know where to place bets and who to place them on. However, I'm very curious. You clearly know we're very strong, and that you can't afford to offend us at all, so why are you so insistent on giving up your life?"
Fane raised an eyebrow as he sighed helplessly. After that group sat down, they maintained their so-called pride, not continuing to argue with him. That was what Fane wanted to see the most.
He absolutely hated wasting time arguing. Yet, the peace had not lasted for that long before they lost their patience again.
Fane laughed as he said, "Of the ten of them, he's just slightly stronger than the rest. Am I supposed to bet on you instead? Can you please use your brain when you talk? No matter how much I look down on you, I won't just waste my fortunes."
Those words caused Rowan to stand up in anger. All of the rage he had managed to suppress earlier had been ignited again. Fane clearly crossed the line with his words. How dare the man mock him like that?
Rowan clenched his teeth and said, "Brat, are you suicidal? You're not afraid anymore since you have nothing else to lose, right? Let me tell you, each time you offend me, your death will be delayed by another day. I'll let you experience hell on earth before I kill you!"
Fane raised an eyebrow before he said in exasperation, "Other than threatening people, what else are you capable of? I hear words like that a few times a day. It's nothing new. If you have the skills, then fight me right now. Otherwise, shut your mouth."
Rowan was so angry his eyes almost rolled over. He realized that he seemed to lose to that man in every way when it came to arguing! Nymm stood up and grabbed Rowan's arm, pulling Rowan back down.
Nymm frowned and said, "Have you forgotten everything I told you before this? Isn't arguing with a crazy man like him just pulling yourself down to his level? You even got so angry you stood up in front of everyone. Are you really so narrow-minded? How will everyone else look at you?!"
"I…" Rowan felt embarrassed. He was not someone that hot-tempered. Most of the time, he was able to control his emotions. However, ever since he met that man, he felt like he was losing control of his emotions more and more.
Even though he knew that there was something wrong with the masked man's head, every time the masked man spoke, he felt like it struck him exactly where it hurt. Every time, he felt his blood boiling and his whole body trembled. Fane raised an eyebrow as he looked at Randall, who was looking at him with a cold expression.
Randall seemed to be ranked second among all of them, with skills that were right behind Percy's after everything that had been said before, Fane could see that Randall was only a sliver behind Percy.
Randall acted like he was above everyone else, so he had never spoken to Fane the whole time. However, as long as Randall had a chance, he would start looking at Fane with a cold expression. Fane could feel that the man was just putting on an act.
Randall was clearly not able to just ignore everything, but he tried to put on a mask that showed he was above everyone else. It was quite disgusting. At that moment, Randall had turned around to look at Fane in the same way.
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