"Not just killing me, but destroying my spirit, too?" Tos looked up and stared at Fang Zhen.
Fang Zhen wasn't worried in the slightest that Tos and the others wouldn't understand what he meant. His Mystical Language Talent always translated his words into something his audience could comprehend.
"What, am I wrong?" he asked, walking up to Tos. The gazes of Gwendolyn, Karen, and the others all turned toward them.
The Whig Society was a paramilitary organization. In groups like this—or more broadly speaking, in most groups—the stronger you were, the more weight your words carried.
By single-handedly turning the tide and killing Count Ellick, Fang Zhen had already earned the respect and the right to speak among the members of the Whig Society.
He walked over to Tos and stood looking down at him on the ground.
