Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Chapter 80 Stay Calm (Part Two)

Formerly known as Fren, the third son in the Zhuge family had been nicknamed as 'Fren the loony'.

Fren's ruthless and tyrannical behavior had earned him this nickname. He was always furious and presumptuous. And so everyone started to call him 'Fren the loony'.

"Oh?" The expression in Zen's eyes changed, and his face became more serious as he remarked, "Fren's servant. What great fame for you! Good prestige! How dare you instigate internal battles in Drizzle Peak?"

As with any other peaks, Drizzle Peak saw its share of in-fighting. But these struggles were internal affairs.

Now that another peak had stepped into Drizzle Peak's internal affairs, all disciples would unite. In fact, the other thirty-two peaks at Cloud Sect were like this, too. Everyone fought behind closed doors. But once they got involved in a fight outside, they united against their common enemy. Unparalleled and consistent.

Thomas had instigated Leo to attack Zen. This interference was taboo and a violation of laws. This was not allowed to happen here!

Therefore, Zen's observation drew the hostility of Drizzle Peak's disciples. Thomas was hurled into the spotlight.

grew on the faces of

banded together against Thomas. Even though Drizzle Peak was ranked the last among the other peaks, the disciples still felt a strong sense

family was certainly a giant among the

be bullied? What angered the spectators even more was

very calm. To him, these outer disciples were a group of rabble. He was confident that when they heard Fren's name, they would be scared and they would kneel

do?" Zen turned and sought Sean from among the crowd. Then he asked aloud,

a disciple of Cloud Sect. He provoked us to attack each other in Drizzle Peak. Of course, we must teach him a lesson. Even

as Sean finished. Zen walked toward Thomas slowly.

what are you going to do?" Realizing the danger from Zen, Thomas took a few steps back and shouted in a high, thin voice, "I am Fren's servant. If you dare to touch me, my master will

of the Purple Blue Sword. Then, Zen put a

was pressed on Thomas' neck. If Zen pushed even a little bit forward, Thomas

were fixed on the sharp sword. Screaming like a pig being killed echoed through the battle ring. His lips trembled so much that he couldn't say a

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