"Oh, really? Why don't you tell me about it?"

Lee was slightly taken aback. He never thought that Fane would meet the Green Sky Hall for anything else other than the whole outcry over what they had done to Tiger.

At this moment, the master of the Green Sky Hall took a step forward. "This is what happened. Our men are also involved in another business," he explained. "We don't just make business within the country, but we trade with a foreign organization as well. We secretly take pictures of women and sell them..."

After Lee heard the entire story, he spoke up in a huff, "Fane really went overboard. This has nothing to do with him. It's natural for him to ask for compensation from you because of what happened to Tiger, but you guys didn't even take pictures of his wife. Why did he have to get so worked up about it!"

"Right? This incident really pissed me off too!"

Hector's expression hardened, then his gaze sidled toward Lee. This entire affair was between him and Fane. He was curious why Lee was reacting in such a manner, blowing up even more than he did. "Then what happened? Did you guys fight him after he came?"

Lee asked after he thought about it.

"Of course, we fought. Initially, we had planned to kill him if he wasn't any good. But if he was strong, we would brush the conflict off as a misunderstanding..." Hector narrated the entire incident to Lee. After he finished his story, he released a long sigh. "Unfortunately, we lost! All our people were no match for him."

After he said that, Hector looked as though he suddenly recalled something, and could not help but say to Lee, "Right, Master Neuman, isn't Fane, a marshal? I heard that he proclaimed to have two billion bucks to his name during Old Man Taylor's seventieth birthday party. He's probably a marshal. But he claimed that he lost his medal. Why are you saying that he's a King of War?"

"Heh. It's obvious that this punk is lying. He's definitely not some run-of-the-mill assistant commander!"

Lee chuckled. "I'm very sure that the person who killed Baldy and the rest of our 300 men was Fane. And with that amount of destructive power, he's definitely a King of War. There's no way that so many people would surround him together and still be killed otherwise."

"That brat's strength really can't be underestimated. Judging from how our best fighters fared against him, he doesn't seem like a marshal. Even a marshal wouldn't have beaten us so easily!" After Hector began to deduce the information, a shadow passed over his features. If this was truly the case, that brat would truly be difficult to deal with.

"Master Zaborowski, that punk told you to cut off the entire photo trade. Do you really want to give it up just like that? You guys make a lot of money from it every month. More importantly, this is a business that will only expand into a gold mine, and you'll just abandon it? Can you really do that?"

Lee noticed that Hector was in a dour mood, and he intensified his manipulation. "Why don't our Halls join hands and kill this little brat?"

"Hebe!"

At this moment, Hector burst into laughter instead. "Master Neuman, you've spoken so much today, but this is your main motive of coming here, isn't it? You don't stand a chance against him, so you're coming to us in hopes that we'll lend you our strength!"

Lee nodded his head. "That's right. I was thinking of that when I came here. That punk offended both of our Halls. How can we just let him live?"

Hector went silent, pondering. After a while, he finally replied, "For now, we're not sure if we want to take Fane on. You said it yourself. It's a big possibility that he has the strength of a King of War. It won't be easy to kill him. And in the end, we might suffer heavy losses and still end up on the losing side!"

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