Sun Jingan narrowed his eyes.
He suddenly called out to Sun Jingyu: "Jingyu!"
Sun Jingyu's voice trembled: "Big brother."
Sun Jingan's eyeballs seemed ready to burst as he grabbed his younger brother by the collar, eyes red: "Did you participate in his dirty deeds?"
Sun Jingyu played dumb.
Sun Jingan sneered coldly: "Still playing dumb, weren't you just now flaunting the calligraphy and painting you received from Jitang? Hah, so refined and cultured!"
He was furious to the core.
In front of his confidants and juniors, he pulled out his belt and thrashed his younger brother fiercely.
While striking, he vented his fury.
"Find out if you're involved, I'll chop you up all the same!"
"Worthless trash!"
"I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"
...
Sun Jingyu dared not retaliate or talk back, merely taking the blows until his body was marked with blood.
The skin split open and flesh burst.
A sight too horrible to endure.
