Yang Fei's throat was a bit choked up.
Mad Blade wasn't clear about the inner workings of the Doomsday Plan.
Mad Blade didn't even know that Yang Fei was not the Yang Fei of this time and space.
But none of this hindered Mad Blade's feelings for Yang Fei and the Evil Dragon Brothers.
Having just one true friend in life is enough, yet Yang Fei had so many great brothers around him.
Whenever he thought about this, Yang Fei's heart felt warm.
Mad Blade shook his head, smiling on his face, yet tears rolled down uncontrollably.
"Just seeing you alive is enough for my lifetime," Mad Blade said.
Yang Fei smiled bitterly, unwilling to continue this melancholic topic, and asked Mad Blade a question.
"What happened afterward?"
Mad Blade chuckled coldly, his face starting to show his customary proud look.
"I infiltrated the Doomsday Tribunal, killed three Holy Envoys with a heavy hand, and took down another twenty or thirty Angel Envoys."
