章 81: Show the True Color

The young man with black hair could not take the stupid provocation any more. He suddenly stood up with rage. He pointed his sword at Anfey. Everyone could sense from the tension in the air that the fight was ready to start.

"Anfey," Zubin called out nervously.

"Anfey, come back!" Suzanna was worried as well.

Anfey waved his hand with a smile and casually walked forward. He looked calm and casual. He thought he would be fine, since the tip of that young man’s spear was made of wax. He wanted to know whether the young man could affect him the same way that he had made Suzanna’s combat power disappear. He had to fight with him to know it, though he knew it would make Suzanna and others worried.

"You are a guest from far away. As you wish, you did make me mad. You will pay for it," the young man with black hair said coldly.

"Saint, please crush their spirits." An orc chief smiled and bowed sincerely to the young man when he saw that young man was firm about the fight.