Li Fugui sighed and was about to lift his leg to walk away, but suddenly stopped. He turned to Li Fuyou, saying with great sorrow, "Li Fuyou, for the sake of our brotherhood, I ask you, where did you take Xiaotian?"
Upon hearing this, Li Fuyou's eyes became frighteningly sinister. The corners of his mouth twisted slightly in a smile. Had he lost?
No, he hadn't lost; he had won because his brother and that Xiaotian would never be possible again.
He suddenly burst into wild laughter, then eventually lifted his head, stopping the laughter, and began speaking coldly, "My dear brother, let me give you some good news. You and Xiaotian will never be together again."
At that information, Li Fugui became agitated; a sense of foreboding suddenly gripped his heart. Could it be that Xiaotian had been killed by him—no, that couldn't be true.
