Though he said that, when he thought back to their younger days, to what they had been like then, Kuntian Chen's mouth still twitched.
Could the pain of torn flesh in youth really be repaid by shouldering one's fate after growing up?
He also felt it definitely could not be repaid. Only a fool would trade for that.
But even so, something still felt a tiny bit strange inside.
Just a tiny bit—so little it was pitiful.
"Go!"
Kuntian Zhen let out a low roar, startling Kuntian Chen. Only then did he react and follow his elder brother toward the Divine Prison.
The killing intent had only just risen in his heart when, at that very moment, the Chaos Communication Stone suddenly rang.
Kuntian Chen took a look, his brows knitting slightly. "Brother, it's Zi Zhen. If I don't answer, will she start looking for me everywhere? Would that alert the snake in the grass?"
Kuntian Zhen glanced back at him. "Answer it. It's fine."
Only then did Kuntian Chen nod.
When Zi Zhen's projection appeared on the communication stone, she immediately said, "Lord Temple Judge, I'd like to request half a month's leave."
Kuntian Chen kept a stern face. "Why are you asking for leave when there's nothing going on?"
Zi Zhen said, "Didn't my disciple win? We want to celebrate and leave Hunyuan Manor."
Hearing this, Kuntian Chen coughed and continued to ask with a straight face, "Where are you going to celebrate? Aren't you taking me along?"
"This... probably wouldn't be appropriate," Zi Zhen said.
Upon hearing that, Kuntian Chen secretly exchanged a glance with his elder brother.
They had confirmed it—the Divine Prison!
Looks like she's heading to the Divine Prison too, Kuntian Chen guessed inwardly.
Thinking this, he first said, "Wait a moment. I have