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Chapter 2197

The masked man's imposing aura was a little more restrained after he landed on the ground again."Do I need to say it again? Either get lost or die. None of you five will survive if you stay any longer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took another ten steps forward, and the imposing aura eruptedfrom his body. They could still feel the aura clearly even though they were dozens of yards awayfrom him.

Heath involuntarily took a half-step back, but then he forced himself to gain back that half-step as ifhe did not want to give the masked man the upper hand.

Edric’s brows creased tightly, and he swept his eyes across the Corpse Pavilion disciples. Then, helooked at the members of his group and finally said, "Brother Heath, don’t be impulsive. You verywell know that none of the people in the Corpse Pavilion are easy to deal with. They don’t careabout etiquette and morality. By the looks of it, they're hellbent on getting their hands on the spiritedgrass and nine-clawed python spirited core. Let’s not fight with them and just leave...”

Heath's face became even more frightening to look at when he heard that. Frank turned his headand shouted like a cat whose tail had just been stepped on, "I say, Edric, why are you being such acoward? We might not have the advantage of numbers but that doesn’t mean we have no chance ofwinning at all! In

any case, our ranks in the Clan association are quite high as well! Although the Corpse Pavilion isalso a fourth-grade Clan association, there is still a gap in power between the disciples. Whoknows, these guys might be the weakest among the fourth-grade Clan association!"

After being questioned, Edric's expression became so scrunched up that water might drip from it.Fane arched his brow; he could imagine how badly Edric must have wanted to curse. It was obviousthe

masked man and others heard Frank since he did not bother to lower his volume at all.

The masked man sneered and said nothing, but the two disciples flanking him were not as calm ashim. Judging by their stance, they should be the masked man’s two most loyal and powerful juniorbrothers. One of them was the bearded man who just spoke, and the other had not spoken from thebeginning to the end.

Fane recognized him even though he did not say anything. His facial features, for the most part,were average-looking. His eyes were as small as a mung bean. If going by the eyes alone, onewould be forgiven to think they belonged to a wild rat on the roadside.

The small-eyed man who had been silent before suddenly opened his mouth after hearing whatFrank said. "I have met a lot of people who like to brag in my years of being alive but you, my friend,take the cake. Judging by what you are wearing, you should be a disciple of the Muddled OriginClan of the third-gradenovelbin

Clan Association. I do wonder where did a third-grade Clan Association get so much courage tospeak such big words in front of a fourth-grade Clan Association?"

True to his personality, Frank did not back down but instead said, "It's none of your business whereI get my courage from! What's the use of coming from the fourth-grade Clan Association when thepeople from there act so cowardly! I bet you've committed all the sins under heaven! If we arehypocrites, then you're worse than us!"

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