"I won't mess with you. I'm just going to be a sparring partner. Zeref will be there in the afternoon, but I feel... Chanison will arrange it for me." Mu Fan saw Chanison's look before and had a hunch in his heart that he would soon be there.

There will be a meeting.

"You!...Master Wen's physique is at least level 15! How can you fight!! Zeref is also in danger!" Mankun was anxious.

"It's okay, I will protect myself." Mu Fan said with relief.

In desperation, Mankun spoke as fast as he could: "Master Wen is satisfied, the martial arts school is satisfied, Master Wen is dissatisfied, and you and I are both in trouble! Listen to me, don't go, he's too harsh!"

!!!" Mankun looked at his broken leg, pain flashing in his eyes.

Mu Fan smiled and patted his shoulder, "Mr. Mankun, take good care of yourself. I believe Master Wen will be satisfied." He looked into Mankun's eyes with firm eyes, "Please believe me, I'm leaving.

I’ll have some sparring in the afternoon.”

Mu Fan held down Man Kun who was about to get up with both hands. A force that could not be resisted came out from this thin body and pressed Man Kun firmly on the hospital bed. Then without waiting for Man Kun to speak, he waved and walked out of the ward.

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Man Kun, a tall and sturdy man, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes when he looked at Mu Fan's leaving figure.

After closing the door, Mu Fan's smile disappeared.

Whoever is born nobler is born to be humiliated.
Chapter completed!