Clearly, Li Chuanxiao had a definite target. He only wanted to kill Fan Lang and had no intention of tangling with his brother.
Seeing his younger brother draw his bow again was simply adding fuel to the fire for Li Chuanyang. His brows shot up as he shouted angrily, "Stop right now!"
As he spoke, Li Chuanyang raised a hand and cast a spell, creating a new barrier around Fan Lang to protect him as best he could.
Of the two brothers, one wanted to kill Fan Lang while the other wanted to protect him. Their positions were completely opposed.
Under these circumstances, there was no need for the brothers to put on an act. Their stances should both have been genuine.
Li Chuanxiao flickered away, avoiding his brother, then appeared behind Fan Lang and drew his bow at close range.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared out of nowhere. Li Chuanyang suddenly emerged and used his Red Great Bow as a weapon to block his brother's bow and arrow, interrupting the attack.
"I'll warn you one last time—stop immediately! Don't force me to turn against you!" Li Chuanyang warned furiously, bloodshot veins appearing in his glaring eyes. His anger stemmed mainly from his younger brother's betrayal. This concerned not only Fan Lang's life, but something far more profound.
"Brother, we've only known Fan Lang for a few days. Is there really any need for you to protect him like this? If you truly acknowledge me as your brother, then let me kill him. Once it's done, I'll naturally give you an explanation. You'll thank me then." Li Chuanxiao smiled without warmth.
"I have no real friendship with Fan Lang. I'm protecting him because of the Grand Marshal's order. Killing Fan Lang means defying orders, betraying the Grand Marshal, and betraying the