The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 1967

Just as Fane turned and was about to close the door, he heard someone calling out, albeit rather mean-spiritedly, "You're Fane?"

Although this was a question, it seemed to be more like a jeer. Fane slowly turned around and saw a man with a short beard and a scary look in his eyes, standing not too far away.

While Fane did not recognize this man, he wore clothes that indicated that he was an informal disciple. This man must be an informal disciple who joined the pavilion via the usual recruitment process.

According to seniority, they should call him their senior brother.

Nonetheless, Fane could not address the

man as such, seeing as he obviously did not come bearing kind intentions. In fact, Fane would have ignored him based on his temperament. Fane was new here and did not want to seem impolite.

He only nodded as he responded. Wesley Sayer gave Fane a glance-over before he looked at the individual house behind Fane, his eyes gleaming with envy when he did.

"I don't know how the pavilion decides things. There are only thirty private accommodations, and they actually gave it to cannon fodder like you!”

Not only Fane, but even the disciples who just joined the pavilion surrounding them also realized that something was wrong with Wesley's words. What did he mean, cannon fodder like him?

Frowning, Fane asked, "What do you mean?

Wesley sneered disdainfully and looked at the new disciples like they were bedbugs." Are you guys unconvinced? If you're that unsure, let's go have a fight at the wager battle arena. All this crap talk isn't as simple as a real battle. I'm sure all of you don't really think that your strength is the best among all the informal disciples, do you?"

Wesley truly was too far up in his head. Although he was an informal disciple recruited under normal circumstances, this did not mean that he was superior over everyone else in that place.

Some of them could not help but speak loudly, "We had just become informal disciples, and it's natural for us to be not as strong as you who had trained in the pavilion for a long period. However, there are also geniuses among us! Fane is the strongest among us. Elder Lee once said that his strength places him at the top three hundred among the informal disciples!”

Wesley glanced at Fane and spoke loudly after he heard this, "That's just a general assumption by Elder Lee. However, my strength has been verified, and I'm in the top two-hundred!”