As everyone struggled with the depressing feeling, Fane suddenly looked to the distance. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked right to the west.

Everyone looked over as well, and they saw a group of people heading right for them. Fane frowned, not expecting them to be so quick.

Stephen had a dark look on his face. He seemed angered, like he had suffered some grief. The 13 men behind him did not look that happy either, equally solemn as though they had just gone through a funeral rite.

All 14 of them stopped in front of Fane and the others, looking like they were about to fight.

Everyone on Fane's side stood up and looked at Stephen and the others alertly. Stephen's group stopped about 100 meters away from Fane, and Stephen shot Fane a cold stare. "Seems like I was right; you are here!"

Fane could clearly see Stephen's twisted expression as the man spoke through gritted teeth, glaring at him so pointedly. It was obvious how angry Stephen was at him.

Facing Stephen, Fane frowned, rather confused by Stephen's behavior. As an enemy, Stephen hating Fane was natural, but the hatred he exhibited at that moment seemed far beyond relief. It was as if something had happened.

The situation was a bit strange. Fane raised an eyebrow, not saying anything as he quietly waited for Stephen to continue.Têxt belongs to .

Stephen got even angrier at Fane's nonchalant demeanor.

He scoffed and said, "I'll admit that you've won a small battle, but so what? Only one of us died while fourteen of us are still here. You won't be able to kill us all alone!"

Fane was surprised at Stephen's words. The other warriors exchanged looks with each other as well.

Earlier, Fane had not mentioned any warriors from second-grade worlds when he talked about what happened in the Demon Spirit Kingdom.

Could something have happened in between?

Fane had met a warrior from a second-grade world and dealt with him. Everyone looked at Fane, but he merely had a look of confusion in his eyes, much to everyone's bewilderment.

Before Fane could even say

anything, Rudy hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you spouting now? Killed one of yours? Even though it's not that hard, it doesn't mean we should accept blame for something we didn't do!"

Stephen sneered coldly, "Don't try and fool me with that act! I've already determined that one of ours has died. The mark I left on him

forcefully removed by Fane! Dos

think'll believe anything you say!"

Eduardo, standing behind Stephen, chimed in. "Stephen's right! Don't act like you don't know anything. You think we don't know what Fane did?! Just because he was unlucky

enough to meet Fane, it doesn't

mean we'll just let this go! We'll have our revenge! We already have fourteen people gathered here, and you won't have the chance to do anything anymore! Even if someone has to die, it'll be you

third-grade-world warriors!"

Rudy was in utter disbelief. Since when did they meet anyone?

Stephen and his lackeys seemed so sure of themselves as though they had witnessed everything for themselves.