"Sec... ond... Brother...?"
Yu Wencheng widened his eyes in disbelief while the familiar figure seemed to be imprinted into his eyes by the suddenly scorching sunlight.
Although he dared not hope, or rather, deep down did not wish for it, that man standing on the slope, whose mere imposing stature exuded an indomitable will and a disdainful arrogance, was indeed his second brother, the current King Qin of the Dasheng Dynasty—Yu Wenye!
Just as Yu Wencheng's murmured whisper sounded, Yu Wenye slowly raised his arm in the sunlight.
Then, he suddenly swung it.
Despite being so far away that only a blurry motion was visible, that unattainable swing seemed to stir up a storm in front of everyone. All felt an invisible pressure descending upon them, followed by the sharp whistling from the sky, piercing their eardrums.
Instinctively, Yu Wencheng looked up, but before he could discern what the sudden shadow looming overhead was, someone exclaimed—
"Watch out!"
