Chapter 102: Sweetheart

A son never despises his mother's ugliness. This is quite ironic. In fact, Luo Yan is no stranger to this kid. During this period, almost all the criticism of Karida has been focused on this guy. He doesn't believe a single word of Li Sitan's praise. Li Sitan is also one of Karida's loyal followers, while Luo Yan and his group remain neutral, supporting whoever benefits the Holy Sanctuary.

Caught red-handed, the Decisors were mocked, while the Rose members felt embarrassed. Patu and others felt awkward; although they occasionally wanted to go to the other side, being caught in the act was humiliating.

Although Patu doesn't like Wang Feng very much, he had given him face just now. As a pure man from the Foundry, he needed to return the favor.

"Han Shangyan, stop boasting. Do you want a beating without any evidence?" Patu stepped forward.

Han Shangyan laughed in anger, "Ask him if it was him. Boy, have the guts to admit it!"

Seeing the 100 Euro senior brother's anger, Wang Feng shrugged helplessly, "Senior brother, do you mean I should admit it whether I went there or not? Are your Decisors so domineering?"

This immediately sparked defiance from the Rose side. Yes, why are you so arrogant?

"That's right, don't frame Senior Brother Wang Feng. He studies runes; why would he go to your Foundry?" Yin Fu stood up and said, her identity as a Gandharva carrying significant weight.

Han Shangyan was furious. Evidence? Where was the evidence? He did take money, but how could he admit that? If this kid broke down, he would be beaten by his master.

Looking at his master's cold face, Han Shangyan panicked, breaking out in a sweat.

Old Wang sighed; with such poor psychological resilience, he still dared to cause trouble.

"Old Qi, your disciple is a bit slick. You saw what happened just now; playing tricks when he was about to lose isn't good!" Luo Yan smiled.

"Shangyan, was it him? If you're wrong, get lost," Anbolin said calmly.

"Master, Master, I'm not lying. It was this kid. I'd recognize him even if he turned to ashes. He gave me a hundred..." Han Shangyan realized he had slipped up halfway through and quickly covered his mouth.

Patu chuckled, "Oh, a hundred what? Tsk tsk, your Decisors... tsk tsk..."

Patu didn't know what the hundred was, but he knew mentioning it wouldn't be wrong.

Anbolin waved his hand, "It's a small matter. Young man, come here."

Wang Feng walked over, thinking, "Can't you hit me? This is Rose territory."

"Ha ha, young man, what can I do for you?" Old Wang grinned, showing his teeth.

"Young man, you have a bit of a temper, but it's not a problem for young people to be a bit rebellious. Back in my day, I had an even worse temper. Even Old Luo got beaten by me," Anbolin said, making Luo Yan bristle.

"Old An, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Anbolin smiled, "Young man, you don't need to pretend with me. Shangyan wouldn't dare lie to me. We're all part of the Holy Sanctuary. These squabbles are minor issues. However, going to our territory is a bit provocative. I won't make things difficult for you. Just compete with my disciple. If you win, it's over. Not only that, you'll have free access to our place in the future. How about it?"

Old Wang was a bit tempted; the Decisors' offer was too good. But this old guy seemed too friendly, possibly hiding some scheme.

"Cough, Master An, I'm from the Rune Academy. I don't understand casting much. This isn't fair," Wang Feng said, trying to gauge his intentions.

Luo Yan frowned; something was off with Anbolin. They've been rivals for years, and he couldn't figure out his motives.

"Old An, Wang Feng is from the Rune Academy. This is too much, bullying the younger generation."

Anbolin ignored Luo Yan, "This matter is clear. I need to give my disciples an explanation. Using my advanced workshop caused a big impact. Why are you backing down now?"

Luo Yan glared at Wang Feng, wondering what he did at the Decisors. Did he destroy their advanced workshop or steal something valuable?

That was an advanced workshop, where every item was priceless. No wonder Rose's mentors only had three or four rooms.

If this kid really stole something, it would be a huge scandal. Winning might settle it, but losing? They might directly apply for arbitration, holding Rose responsible. It would be a disgrace, possibly even making the headlines of the Holy Light News. Where would Rose Foundry's face be then?

This was clearly Anbolin's intention—to embarrass them.

There's no way to protect him! Old Li, how could you misjudge such a morally corrupt student!

Clearly, this wasn't just Luo Yan's thought. Many students from the Decisors were unaware of the situation. Seeing Anbolin escalate, they realized the kid must have done something serious. This was their chance to show their worth, and they became agitated.

Old Wang regretted it. He thought his silence would prevent such a confrontation. ... Damn, the older they get, the more shameless they become.

However,

"Master, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just here to listen. I'm from the Rune Academy. If you insist on a competition, ask Senior Brother Li Sitan. You know, rune masters have delicate hands. Getting injured wouldn't be good." Wang Feng instinctively wanted to show his tender hands but decided against it.

The crowd was stunned. What the hell?

Everyone thought Wang Feng had admitted it, given Anbolin's authority. But they underestimated Old Wang's thick skin.

"Pah!" Han Shangyan was furious, "You worthless trash, messing up our advanced workshop. Don't ever leave Rose, or I'll beat you to death!"

Wang Feng shrugged, looking defiant, "Senior brother, that's unfair. I, Wang Feng, am a Rose Medalist, a Gold Medalist... Everyone heard him threaten to kill me. Master Luo, can I sue him for attempted murder?"

Han Shangyan couldn't believe his ears, roaring, "I've never met someone as arrogant as you!"

Old Wang grinned, "Well, today you did."

"Wang Feng!" Luo Yan glared at him, slowly understanding. No wonder Anbolin didn't give him face today. This bastard must have done something terrible, causing Rose Foundry to suffer undeserved disaster.

Despite the chaos, even if they were at fault, they couldn't let Anbolin dictate the scene.

"Old An, you might be mistaken. Don't speak without evidence."

Usually, this would end the matter, but Anbolin was determined.

"Old Luo, it's none of your business. He's a Rune student. Today, I'll settle this. Even if Karida comes, it won't matter!" Anbolin said firmly, approaching Wang Feng with a commanding presence.

The atmosphere froze. Everyone realized Anbolin was truly angry. As a prominent figure in Aurora City, he could crush Wang Feng, and Karida wouldn't intervene.

"Young man, we don't need to compete. Just answer a few questions, and we'll call it quits. How about it?" Anbolin's aura was intimidating, showing no mercy.

Wang Feng was speechless. Damn, bullying the young. Screw it.

"Master, it depends on what you want to know. If I don't know it, then I don't know it." Wang Feng really couldn't remember. Did he break something? Damn, although he had some savings, they were hard-earned.

"How many pounds?" Anbolin asked.

"Twenty."

Anbolin's eyebrows furrowed. "That's impossible."

Wang Feng shrugged indifferently. "Nothing's impossible. It's a bit light, but we can reinforce it with eighteen layers."

"How many layers?"

"Five."

"What is it?"

"Nothing much." Old Wang sighed, unable to reveal the boundary marker.

The entire room was silent. Both Rose and Judgment were confused, and Anbolin's face grew increasingly grim, from frowning to a deep scowl.

The problem was that no one understood what they were talking about; it felt like some kind of code. Even Luo Yan had a dark expression.

Yin Fu was a bit worried and wanted to help, but Mo Tong held her back, barely suppressing his laughter. Ha ha ha, Old Wang, even you have your day! He'll kick him too in a bit!

Suddenly, Anbolin made a move, grabbing Wang Feng. No one expected a master of the Foundry to lay hands on a disciple.

"Hahaha, young hero, I knew you were the right person. You have skill and vision. Come to Judgment, and I'll handle the transfer for you!"

Even Han Shangyan was ready to help his master beat someone up, but the sudden turn of events left everyone speechless.

Mo Tong was also stunned. Could Anbolin be trying to bring Wang Feng to Judgment to torture him slowly?

Clever!

Just then, Luo Yan slapped away Anbolin's hand. "Anbolin, stop dreaming. Wang Feng belongs to Rose, and he's not going anywhere!"

"Lao Luo, he wasn't cast by you. Honestly, such a genius is beyond your capabilities. Wang Feng, come to Judgment. Rest assured, anyone who dares say anything against you will have their legs broken. In Judgment, you can walk sideways!" Anbolin patted his chest.

"Get lost, both of you. Wang Feng is our headmaster's treasure. What do you Foundry people know? Wang Feng, Li Sitan and I are old friends. Since you're interested in casting, why didn't you tell me? I may look stern, but I'm actually very easygoing." Luo Yan even forced a smile. "Come to the Foundry. Use any workshop you want. We're just as good as Judgment!"

The disciples of Judgment and Rose were completely baffled, watching the two masters tug at Wang Feng in a heated dispute. Their minds were overwhelmed.

Mo Tong gaped, ... sorcery!