"I didn't expect you'd actually do such a thing."
Wang Anfeng said, "We're friends, aren't we?"
Lv Guanhong paused for a moment, looking at the Great Qin man ahead as if it was only natural, suddenly feeling a sourness in his nose—a senior brother whom he had known for sixty years intended to take his life, while this 'stranger' whom he initially used and was supposed to die alongside him, truly seemed both ridiculous and lamentable.
The old man turned his head, pretending to hide his emotions, and laughed heartily:
"Who knew you'd get so sentimental!"
"But since you've said it, then we are indeed friends... I never thought, at my age when I'm about to be buried, I'd make a young madman like you my friend."
"So it seems I'll be killed by you sooner or later!"
He was a cautious person, one who valued his life.
