A vicious glint appeared in Tarrenno's eyes as he stared intently at Fang Zhen.
But surprisingly, Tarrenno managed to restrain the impulse to attack immediately.
"Why should I duel you?"
"You are merely the potential descendant of a noble whose status has yet to be confirmed, while I am a Duke of the Kingdom. What right do you have to duel me?" Tarrenno said.
Fang Zhen looked at Tarrenno. 'This legendary, hot-tempered Duke Tarrenno might have a side to him that few people know.'
'Perhaps the face he shows the world is that of a short-tempered, bloodthirsty man, but in reality, he's more rational than the rumors suggest.'
But it didn't matter to Fang Zhen what kind of man Tarrenno truly was.
As long as he provided the right stimulus, Fang Zhen always had a way to achieve his goal.
A hint of deliberate contempt appeared on Fang Zhen's face. "It seems I was right. You're just a coward who doesn't even have the courage to wash away his shame with a duel after being insulted."
