The Exalted Warrior novel Chapter 721

“Xena’s got a point, Young Master Clark. You’re overthinking it.” Ivan’s facial expression darkened, just like Xena’s.

Ken offered a small, wary smile before he explained, “I’m only doing things for everyone’s sake. After all, it’s not easy to deal with Fane. We used to think that he was good in martial arts because he was enlisted in military service for five years. How could we have known that he hid his power, the prowess like that of a marshal’s?”

At that moment, Xena recalled something. “I remember something,” she began. “I remember Quil Xenos asked a marshal to fight with Fane, though Fane eventually killed him. I heard that this marshal was Magnus Sutherland’s apprentice who got his title because of Magnus’s influences in the army. Fane said it then that this guy didn’t have the power of a marshal, and that he was lucky to have won over this marshal.”

Xena then surmised, “With this new information, that might not be the case. Even if the marshal was slightly weaker, his capability in fighting shouldn’t be that far off from any other marshal. Fane is definitely a marshal if he’s able to kill that person. Goodness… That guy tricked me into believing his words!”

“This guy hid his true strength well!” Neil exclaimed.

“Let’s recall everything we can confirm. Firstly, Fane has about four to five hundred million bucks with him, and that’s enough for him to host a city-stirring birthday party in Middle Province. We’ve wasted money to do free advertisements for him.

Neil also nodded in agreement. “Agreed. He’s poisoned and is a dying man. We don’t need to beat him up to vent our frustrations. After all, if he’s still strong, we’d only suffer a huge loss. Let’s also not forget his guy is really good at planning out things, and you’ve said it yourself that his bodyguards are quite strong. Let’s just patiently wait for another twenty days.”

Xena sipped her red wine, and her lips curled up into a smirk. “I used to think that this guy is a useless son-in-law, but I never thought he’d be so smart and play us like fiddles. Lucky for us, he had drunk the poison. Otherwise, we’d never take him down even with all of us combined.”

“Oh, right. I almost forgot something! Haha!” Ivan soon remembered something and his eyes lit up. Guffawing, he boasted, “Even if Fane has the money to give Selena a city-stirring birthday party, he’ll bring nothing but shame to himself!”