Chapter 827

Swoosh! Swoosh! Without a second wasted, the middle-aged man threw his concealed weapons at Fane. Fane instantly grabbed Michael and used him as a human shield. “You—” Before Michael could register what happened, the thrown concealed weapons had stabbed him. “Young Master Michael!” The middle-aged man reeled back in shock. Fane’s actions were too fast and he could barely catch up with him. All he saw a vague shadow, a mere silhouette, and Fane had already switched places. Fane tossed Michael’s body forward and slammed it against the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was knocked two steps backward, and just as he was caught up trying to push Michael’s rotund body away from him, Fane had already placed his sword on his neck. The middle-aged man looked at Fane in surprise. He finally realized how scary the man before him was. Both him and the middle-aged woman were considered masters in Middle Province. fearless even if they met two or even three-starred Kings of War. There was