Chapter 1954

However, Fane was altogether of a different pedigree. He did not come from a prestigious family nor possess a high level of cultivation so of course he was ripped for their insults. Zeph clenched his fists tightly. He would have shut Fane up with a punch on the face if it was not for the last shred of reasons controlling him. He had become a laughing stock and he would do anything to stop Fane from creating more malicious gossip. “Do you think you can turn things around by slandering me? Where’s your proof?” Fane smiled lightly and straightened himself up. “Ditto. Where’s your proof? You say you received the reports of me being a spy from your disciples. Then summon them here for an interrogation! I would like to know just where I met up with the people of the Muddled Origin Clan too.” Zeph took a deep breath and there seemed to be electricity flashing in his eyes. He had a lightbulb moment—the malicious gossip was just a means to the end. He was impressed by Fane’s quick-witted th