"Brother, I really didn't betray you that time. It was just… just…"
Somewhere in a remote corner of the forest outside the Divine Cauldron Sect, Wu Kang knelt on the ground, trembling continuously with fear.
He never thought his brother would recover, even after he was crippled. If he knew this would happen, why would he run away then?
"Just what? Do you even have any reliable excuse?"
Wu Zhen looked at his brother with a murderous gaze that held no warmth. Even though Wu Kang was his own brother, he showed not a trace of pity for the trembling figure.
"Brother… you believe in me… a-at that time, that Mo Zhiran was clearly crazy. He dared to do such a thing in front of everyone. Such a madman… i-if I had stayed there…"
Wu Kang avoided his brother's eyes and told the truth in stuttering fragments. In essence, he was scared.
After all, a person who could cripple his brother, the top of the outer sect, could certainly do the same to him. In fact, it would be even easier.
