Fane raised an eyebrow as he shook the bottle in his hand. The contents sounded liquid-like, given the minute sloshes heard. "I asked you to guess because you're very familiar with this."
The tiger-masked man and the dragon-masked man looked at Fane suspiciously. They wanted to know what Fane was up to, but they wisely kept their mouths shut and waited for him to speak.
The snake-masked man, however, was different. When Fane brought up how they would be familiar with the substance, he quickly frowned as a terrifying thought surfaced in his head. His breathing slowly sped out and he said in a raspy voice, "It's Heartblood. It's their Heartblood!"
Fane had a flash of surprise in his eyes as he gave the man a thumbs-up. "You're smarter than I thought. You reacted so quickly. Many people can't compete with you in that department."
Fane's response proved that the snake-masked man had guessed right.
The man's face turned pale at that moment as he lost all his rationality in his anger. He shouted right at Fane, "How could you do that? You tortured them to death?!"
Fane would not have blinked even if he shouted until his throat was hoarse. He was amused by what the snake-masked man said. He snorted as he looked at the man coldly. "Don't you think your words sound ironic? I suppose you three are the only ones allowed to be cruel, huh? You're the ones allowed to torture us with cruel methods, but you're complaining when I did the same?"
The snake-masked man trembled in anger as his face turned from hot red to pale white. The tiger-masked man and the dragon-masked man were still stunned as they looked at the bottles in Fane's hand in horror.
Their fellow disciples had been tortured to death by Fane, so what awaited them? Were they going to be tortured and have their
Heartblood retrieved, too? Just
thinking of this made them both tremble, and they looked like they were about to faint at any moment. Content is property of .
Frederick covered his mouth in surprise as his opinion of Fane shifted once more. He had thought that Fane was a morally upright person, but he had just seen Fane's cold and emotionless side. Fane was capable of doing anything.
Frederick whispered, "We absolutely can't offend him!"
When Trent and Len heard that, they nodded vigorously in agreement.
Fane shook the bottle in his hand and said, "Do you think I'll be able to get twelve million spirit crystals with this Heartblood?"
That caused the three of them to shiver again. They felt like the person in front of them was not just strong but hard to decipher as well. They could only describe Fane as a demon that crawled out of hell.
"You won't be able to!" snarled the snake-masked man. "You're not a warrior from a second-grade world; you'll just end up being surrounded if you go there! You should just throw the Heartblood away. It won't be of use to you!"
Fane laughed as he slowly stood up.
"I refuse to. Do you think I don't
know what you're thinking? You're just saying that because you're worried that I'll torture you the same way I tortured the two of them regret to inform you, however, that I'll be retrieving your Heartblood even if it was useless to me. You're just paying for what you've done."