Chapter 744
Cadmus was standing right in front of Fane, yet Fane could boldly claim that he-a marshal—would not
be able to stop him. I f that was the case, he was really domineering.
He would not have dared say something like this if he did not at least have the strength of a marshal or
a King of War!
“This..." Not wanting to pay Fane one billion, Fabian turned his gaze toward Cadmus. After all, what
Fane had so boldly claimed was rather condescending for Cadmus.
He had hoped Cadmus would get angry from Fane's choice of words; Fabian believed Cadmus could
win against Fane if he used everything he got.
However, Cadmus merely ignored him and turned his line of sight away.
Tongue-tied, Fabian turned to his poor excuse of a son and snapped, "I'll pay the five hundred million
for you, but you have t o pay the rest by yourself!"
"Alright, father..." Leo had a bitter expression on his face and felt it was unfair for him to be in this
situation.
However, he could not do anything about the situation. After all, even a marshal failed to topple Fane.
What else could he d o?
He immediately transferred the money to Fane's bank account. He then told Fabian Fane's accountnovelbin
number and asked him to transfer the remaining amount.
Fabian was utterly devastated when a huge amount of money left his bank account. The 500 million
from Leo’s side were won from other games, so he did not feel much. However, this 500 million was
from his own family. To a third-class aristocratic family, this money meant that they had to reduce their
expenses for the time being.
Finally, Fabian looked at Fane and asked." Alright, Fane. Can we leave no?"
"Sure.” Fane nodded. "Since you've paid the money, I have no need for you guys anymore."
Fabian waved his hand at Fane with a gloomy expression. "We’ll meet again.”
He then turned around to address Timothy, Leo and their group of friends. "Young Master Drake, young
masters, come with m e. Allow me to host you, as you're all friends of my son."
Alright." Despite his answer, Timothy had a darkened expression on his face. He eyed Fane for a good
while before walking out with Fabian and the others.
He was still in a trance when they exited the mall. Was Fane not a head commander? How was it
possible that even Marshal Cadmus could not best him?
Was it possible that his father's assumption was right? Was he a King of War who did not want to
expose his true identity?
He began to regret his actions as he walked outside. If Fane truly was a King of War, firing Fane would
surely anger his father.