Chen Nan took out two jugs of wine from the storage ring, tossed one to Zhao Han, and said, "If you're seeking revenge for them, then I've got no choice but to face you, brother."
Zhao Han grabbed the wine jug, took a big swig while looking to the sky, and said, "You have your life, and I have my mission. Perhaps our brotherhood was the most misguided decision of all, but I don't regret it, because you're the only one among the younger generation I truly admire."
Chen Nan opened the wine jar and took a few sips, saying, "I wish you weren't part of the Taixuan Taoist School."
"I also wish you weren't named Chen Nan, nor an enemy of my sect, but alas, there's no 'if' in this world, no hypotheses, only harsh reality." Zhao Han's tower in his hand was enveloped in Killing Aura as he said, "Once we finish this jug of wine, one move will decide victory or defeat between us."
Chen Nan nodded and said, "After all, we're brothers. If you lose, I'll let you leave."
