Female Novel
Chapter 2027
No matter how willful Wesley was, he could not hold back his scream.novelbin
After seeing what happened, Ambrose instantly turned pale. "Stop! I declare that the battle is over!You've won now, Fane, so stop what you're doing!"
Ambrose could not just watch as Fane's attack crushed Wesley entirely. Although Fane's previouspunch broke Wesley's ribs, it did not cause more fatal injuries. Cold sweat dripped down Ambrose'sforehead as he feared Fane would continue his assault, even if Fane listened to him. After all, theanimosity between Fane and Wesley ran deep, and Wesley even insisted on crippling Fane beforethe battle.
Fane was not someone who would just
forgive and forget. He was also impressively talented and did not place much importance on the factthat Wesley came from an important family.
Surprisingly, Fane stopped attacking after hearing Ambrose's declaration and slowly stood up fromthe floor. He did not turn around to look toward the audience seats and instead glanced at Wesley,much to the audience's surprise. He chuckled softly and said calmly, "Now, do you understand why Iasked you to make those bets?"
Although Wesley was in so much pain that he was losing his sensibility, he heard what Fane hadsaid. His words triggered Wesley so badly, more so than the pain on his body. He struggled to openhis eyes and glared at Fane murderously. He coughed violently as blood and some of his internalorgans spewed from the corners of his mouth. Despite better judgment, he growled, "I will kill you!"
Wesley’s anger nearly demented him. It felt like he was utterly humiliated without Fane sayinganything, let alone since Fane decided to tell him why he agreed to the bet so calmly. Wesley finally
understood why Fane behaved in such a way in front of everyone, even though they previouslylooked down on him.
After all, no one believed that Fane could defeat Wesley and thought that Fane had given up.
Even the only deacon there also thought so, but the tables have turned against them, making themlook like a joke instead. What Fane said had acted as a reminder to the others, and they finallyrealized why Fane insisted for Wesley to make the bet from the beginning.
Everyone, during the time they were deciding on the final bet, looked at Fane as though he was ajumping clown, but with everything that had happened, the audience felt their face burning in pain.Even Brook and Noel, who sided with Fane, were also speechless.
"You wish to kill me? Sure, just tell me when. With your current strength, however, I'll be so farahead of you after another ten years of training."
Everyone would have laughed at Fane had he said this at the beginning of the match, but not at thismoment. They were all exceptionally quiet as what Fane said was the truth. Fane had the ability tochallenge Wesley from a lower level. If he was given more time to train, he would be very far aheadof Wesley without a doubt.
Wesley could not just simply accept such things, but it was the truth, even if he did not want toaccept it. Wesley's face turned purple from anger and looked like an old man on the verge of death.
Fane raised his brows, disinterested in talking to Wesley. How he wished Wesley would have diedon the spot in his anger, but that would not happen. At that moment, Ambrose had closed theprotective shield as runner disciples waiting down the arena rushed toward Fane and Wesley.