The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2328

The masked man and his lackeys were all incredibly familiar with the ones at the helm.

There they were: Fane, Graham and Benjamin, all standing upright in front of them.

Fane seemed rather laid-back as he gazed at them nonchalantly, unperturbed.

On the other hand, Graham and Benjamin's eyes were filled with rage, and the scene stunned the masked man. It was not just him, though-the others were all stunned as well.

They were just on a ridicule-train, bashing on these men, so sure that they would still be in the outer areas. All that, and they suddenly popped right into the scene!

Zamian's lips froze as he exclaimed, his voice trembling, "How is that possible? How could they be here?! Shouldn't they be at the outskirts?"

They must have known that many people have perished, and they should have wasted a very long time gathering everyone up. Furthermore, the large number of fiends they would have had to exterminate would have delayed them by a great deal.

Alarmingly, they still made it!

They had arrived no more later than themselves. The

masked man had just defeated the eight-tailed snake and did not even have the chance to rest before Fane and the others arrived!

Fane chuckled coldly, ignoring the conflict felt by the masked men and his lackeys. He merely turned his head and set his gaze on the eight-tailed snake.

Fane recognized the eight-tailed snake from the past memories.

At that moment, the masked man felt nothing but rage whirling in his mind, so much so that he even forgot the wounds that tormented him. He wanted nothing more than to rip Fane apart. It was Fane yet again—it was always him! Fane was the sole cause of every moment of humiliation he had gone through!

The masked man became so enraged as thoughts consumed him, and he even spat a mouthful of blood.

Zamian hurriedly knelt and helped the masked man up. "Don't get angry! Who cares about these commoners? They can't possibly pass; they don't have the skill to!"

The masked man flung away Zamian's hand, still livid, sending Zamian to the ground. At that moment, the masked man could no longer maintain his composure.

He pointed at Fane with his trembling hand. "Just you wait! I won't let you off, I promise you that. I'll have you begging for death, and I will send you to hell!"

Despite the masked man's hate-filled declaration, Fane was still...undisturbed. He was already used to words like that and was already practically immune to them. Even though it was the masked man saying such words, Fane did not care at all.