"What a selfish and vicious Yuu Clan."
Chen Zhixing squinted his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in them.
His situation was somewhat similar to Little One's. At birth, both had a uniquely gifted cousin above them.
But he was far luckier than Little One.
Because though Chen Tianxiong was many things, he never had the intention to kill him!
Mostly, it was merely a youthful dispute between Chen Zhaosheng and Chen Zhixing.
And, inversely, it was he who almost killed Chen Zhaosheng with a heavy hand back then!
"A strip of cloth can still be patched; a measure of grain can still be pounded! Two brothers, yet incompatible!!"
"That Yuu Clan and that little beast stole a bone from my grandson. Someday, I will cripple her son's hundred bones!"
Fifth Master Shi Qizhong clenched his fists tightly, eyes filled with sorrow, releasing a mournful roar.
Ji Bu, on the other hand, appeared somewhat disheartened and said:
