Feng Xueye's expression froze upon hearing this, the hand hidden in his sleeve slightly clenched into a fist, and he squinted at Feng Xuewen.
Feng Xuewen just looked at Feng Xueye like that.
After a while, Feng Xueye, somewhat indignant, said: "As long as it's for the good of the Witch Clan, I can give it."
Seeing Feng Xueye's appearance, Feng Xuewen knew that he wouldn't do it; if it required his life, he definitely wouldn't give it.
Seeing this, Feng Xuewen poured himself a cup of tea and said: "Big brother, you're really hypocritical."
Feng Xueye looked at Feng Xuewen and said: "Stop saying these crazy things, if it weren't for considering that you're my brother, I would have killed you long ago."
Feng Xuewen said: "Then I really have to thank my big brother."
Feng Xueye said: "The matters of the clan don't need your worry, you just keep reading your worthless books and remain the useless person you are!"
