"Owen Bertram!" Wayne Malvin was stunned for a moment, his eyes reddened and he roared angrily with clenched fists. Owen Bertram looked at him coldly, showing no fear.
Wayne took a few steps, but eventually stopped and gritted his teeth: "In the First Stage Assessment, you did save my life! Even though it was for the Magical Instrument, I still feel like I owe you something.
But you killed my brother, and now we're even! If I see you again, I definitely won't hesitate to kill you with my sword!"
After saying this, Wayne turned and rushed away.
Owen touched his chin: "Killed by a sword? Well, it seems you also use a sword, and your father probably prepared an Advanced Flying Sword for you. It looks like I might have a new Flying Sword soon!
His father sent me several treasures, and he helped me get a brand-new Flying Sword. Wayne and his father are good people!"
