Bang!
When he saw his opponent making a move, Fane quickly threw his fist forward. It suddenly collided against the other man’s fist.
For a moment, there was only silence that followed a dull thud. Then, that big man flew backward as well, just like his comrade.
He flew quite a few steps back, his feet drawing beneath him a long, thin line on the ground before finally coming to a forceful halt.
“Mmph!”
The big man gurgled and spat, fresh blood dribbling out of the corner of his mouth.
“Amazing!”
Two big men walked over. They clapped their fists into their palms simultaneously after looking at Fane, bowing slightly. Then, they parted to the side.
“Clap, clap!”
At this moment, Hector also stood up, clapping his hands while walking forward with the people gathered behind him. “Hah. You’re pretty good. I never expected that the son-in-law from the Taylor family would be so frighteningly powerful!”
“Hah. Master Zaborowski. I heard that your first name is Hector, right?”
Fane laughed and said, “It seems like you had planned to cower me into submission first, eh?”
“Ahem. We just wanted to spar with you, dear sir. We only said that because we were worried you’d refuse us!” they quickly reacted and explained, chuckling. The two men were not idiots.
“All right. Speak, Mr. Fane. What business do you have with us here today?”
Hector maintained his smile as he looked at Fane, giving off the aura of someone engulfed in a fresh spring breeze.
Fane smiled. It seemed that Hector was a wolf clothed in sheepskin. Although he had a serene, kindly expression now, he must have stained his hands aplenty behind the scenes.
He spoke immediately, “Of course, I came here for business so I won’t dilly-dally any longer. You all probably know this as well—that I was the one who beat up the person who pretended to be blind yesterday. They secretly took pictures of a lot of ladies! I want to settle this matter today!”
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