"Hey, hey, hey, he's your younger brother! Can you really bring yourself to hit him that hard?" Jiang Jiayao rolled his eyes. "Actually... I'm just afraid you won't be able to beat your brother and end up embarrassing yourself in front of everyone. Then, whenever I think of that awkward look on your face, I'll be happy!" He grinned wickedly, his cackling laughter grating on Hu Moxie's ears. "I heard your little brother's strength seems to have improved again!"
"Wouldn't I know better than you?! The news that he advanced to Soul Emperor rank has already reached my father. He's only around twelve years old, yet he's already a six-ring Soul Emperor. He's practically going to heaven!" Hu Moxie picked up the wine flask and took a hard swig. "I really don't know how that brat cultivates. He suddenly became so powerful—it's killing me!" A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "If I really can't beat him, I'd be quite happy too. After all, he's my younger brother!"
"Is your Blue Electric Tyrant Dragon Clan going to rise again this time?" Jiang Jiayao said with a smile, tilting his head back and gulping down some wine.
"Whether it rises or not has nothing to do with me. Haoran seems pretty invested in it, so let him handle that stuff!" Hu Moxie shrugged, seemingly utterly unconcerned with such matters—he was almost indifferent to them.
"Then what does concern you?" Jiang Jiayao pressed.
Hu Moxie put on a thoughtful expression and closed his eyes. He lowered his left foot, leaving his whole body hanging from the tree as he swayed back and forth. After a long while, he opened his eyes and said while shaking his head, "I thought about it carefully just now. I think chasing girls, staying