Chapter 2332

The masked man was so enraged that he scrambled to stand up, albeit struggling when he did, wanting to fight with the northern disciples, even daring to bet his life on the line. Alas, he had yet to recover from his injuries and could not even stand up. The disciples next to him hurriedly helped the masked man up, and Zamian even tried to console him, saying, "Don't get angry; these are just petty remarks made by insignificant people. If you weren't injured, they wouldn't have even dared to say all that. You'll surely recover eventually, and you can show them who's boss after that!" The masked man was so angry his entire body was trembling. His anger boiled within his heart, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. Fane's lips twitched at the sight. Even though the masked man was incredibly strong and talented, he was rather frail in his mentality. Just a few words were enough to have him spitting out blood in anger. He was far too weak on that front. Just as Fane's thoughts wa