“You’ve got some guts, Fane, beating the young master of the Drake family like that. I think you should just get out of the Taylor family. Stop dragging us along with you!” One of the Taylor family members huffed angrily. “That’s right. That’s Young Master Drake we’re talking about, Fane. Sure, you offended some young master of a second-class aristocratic family before, but we wanted to preserve our family’s reputation plus you’re a good fighter, and you are friends with the Goddess of War. We wouldn’t want to cause you trouble so long as you didn’t overstep your boundaries. But you took this for granted. Now you’re so wanton, daring enough to hurt Young Master Drake!” Another family member was furious as well. He was afraid that all of them would be dragged into the matter because of Fane’s action. Fiona gave an awkward smile as she stepped forward. “Don’t worry, Grandpa Taylor. Nothing will happen,” she said to Old Man Taylor. “Fane had a good reason for beating Young Master
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