"Bullshit! If you die too, who will take care of Mom and Dad in their old age? Who will carry on the family line? Now, get lost!" Li Ye roared, blood spraying from his mouth and his eyes turning bloodshot. "You've never listened to me your whole life, so I'm begging you! For once, just listen and run!"
"I..." Tears streamed down Li Hua's face. Watching his brother fight for his life in the sky, his heart ached as if pierced by a thousand arrows.
"Go now!" Li Ye let out one last roar before charging toward the figure again.
Li Hua gritted his teeth, turned, and fled. As he ran, he let out a crazed roar, "Li Kaiyuan... you better remember this! If my brother dies by your hand, I will hunt down every last member of your family, young and old, and spare no one!"
Li Kaiyuan. That was the name of the figure in the sky, Li Hua's martial uncle.
