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Chapter 1954

However, Fane was altogether of a different pedigree. He did not come from a prestigious family norpossess a high level of cultivation so of course he was ripped for their insults. Zeph clenched hisfists tightly. He would have shut Fane up with a punch on the face if it was not for the last shred ofreasons controlling him.

He had become a laughing stock and he would do anything to stop Fane from creating moremalicious gossip. "Do you think you can turn things around by slandering me? Where’s your proof?”novelbin

Fane smiled lightly and straightened himself up. “Ditto. Where's your proof? You say you receivedthe reports of me being a spy from your disciples. Then summon them here for an interrogation! Iwould like

to know just where I met up with the people of the Muddled Origin Clan too."

Zeph took a deep breath and there seemed to be electricity flashing in his eyes. He had a lightbulbmoment—the malicious gossip was just a means to the end. He was impressed by Fane's quick-witted thinking. It was a classic case of 'if you can’t beat them, join them.'

Zeph scoffed coldly and turned his head away. "Of course I can summon them here but why shouldI? I have the final say in this matter and I say you're a spy and thus, forbidden to take the test.There’s no need to waste any more time on you who is merely just a test-taker. Everything I do is forthe good of the Dual Sovereign Pavilion." He was banking on his status to prevent Fane from takingthe test and had decided that he would personally end his life after all the dust had settled.

"Just admit that you don't want me to win the sengen pill," said Fane, without even bothering to lookat him. Zeph roared with lau turned around and stared at Fane with

hawk eyes. "You kept on saying you can win the sengen pill. Is this your humble way of callingyourself a genius?"

"I've never said that. I just say I can get the sengen pill. Why don't you let me take the test if youdon’t believe me,” he said, not backing down one bit. "If I don’t have the ability then it means I waslying, and if I do, it means that I was telling the truth all along. How about it?"

All along, he aimed to find a way for Zeph to let him take the test. There was no way Zeph woulddisregard his question now that he had forced him into a corner and judging from the cold beads ofsweat rolling down his forehead, the words had achieved their intended effect. He was going torefuse Fane’s request but what was the worst that could happen if he let him take the test? Thechances are, Fane would fail so horribly and be branded as a spy forever.

"Fine, you can take the test but remember what you said," Zeph said finally. He and the rest of thecrowd did not doubt that Fane would not be able to light up the fifth light. After all, three thousandpeople had already tried and not one of them succeeded. Thus, what could an initial stage of theinnate level fighter possibly do?

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