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Chapter 982

"Young man, I...I'm the young master of a third-class aristocratic family! You can't kill me!" Dylan's legs

turned into jelly in his bone-chilling fright. He wanted to escape but both his legs did not cooperate.

Fane flipped his hand and the black sword i n his hand was nowhere to be seen. It had disappeared

into thin air.

"I won’t kill you," commented the indifferent Fane with a tight smile.

Dylan relaxed and smiled when he heard this. "And that’s a wise choice, my brother. It’s always better

to have a friend than an enemy, right? From today onward, you are my brother, and we'll be best

friends. You should know that being friends with a third -class aristocratic family’s young master would

only benefit you!

Thunk!

Just as Dylan finished, Fane lifted his heel and slammed it against Dylan, breaking his balls.

"Aaargh!" Dylan immediately knelt in pain. The veins on his forehead popped due to the excruciating

pain he was experiencing, and his complexion was extremely pale.

"I said that I won’t kill you, but I didn’t say that I won't turn you into a eunuch!” Fane smiled coldly and

loathingly added, "Now scram, you eunuch. You should stop fantasizing about women with this parting

gift!”

"Young man, you...you're going to regret this! Do you t-think our family is j— just an ordinary one?" On

the verge of fainting, Dylan gritted his teeth as cold sweat kept appearing on his forehead. Though he

struggled, he managed to get up, ordered a taxi, and left the scene.

"Haha! And he still dared threaten me after all that?" Fane laughed. He walked toward the elder and

looked down at the other party.

"Do whatever you want. If I, Walter Lamington, frown, I'll give up my surname!" The elder's name wasnovelbin

Walter Lamington. H e laid on the ground and had shallow breathing. However, the look in his eyes

was extremely firm.

The elder was surprised, however, when Fane took out a small pill instead and tossed it at him. "This is

medication to cure your wound—your wound will heal speedily once you eat it. The favor you owed

them has been paid. While you aided him in his despicable quest, you're a person who values

relationships and promises. I'm not going to kill you.” "Thank... Thank you!" Walter gazed at Fane,

rather astounded yet perplexed. He never held back when he attacked him. After all, he was a seven-

star King of War and he thought that Fane would kill him to prevent any troubles in the future. He never

anticipated a merciful Fane instead who handed him medication that could heal his wound instead of

ending him.

Tianna, on the other hand, fretted at the outcome and softly reminded, "Fane, you might get into trouble

for turning Dylan Wagner into a eunuch." Content of Drаm??ovels.cоm

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