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As Hun Xiu's words fell,

the younger generation around them immediately began whispering among themselves.

They all felt Hun Xiu had a point. Never mind being born a day earlier—even an hour earlier made one the elder brother.

Hun Feng had been born a day later, yet he still wanted to be the elder brother? That was a bit excessive!

Could it be that even the Clan Head's son did not know such basic common sense?

Whoever was older was the elder brother.

Hearing the discussions around him, Hun Feng's expression instantly turned ugly. He felt humiliated.

Ever since childhood, Hun Feng had been a favored son of heaven. Wherever he went, countless people showered him with praise.

No one had ever dared to say anything bad about him.

Yet now, hearing the whispers around him, his expression turned ugly. In Hun Feng's eyes,

he had lost all face.

He could not deny that Hun Xiu made sense. Hun Xiu was one day older, so he was the elder brother, while Hun Feng was the younger brother.

However, having lost face at this moment, despite being young, Hun Feng possessed strong pride.

What child born into a great clan was not mature beyond their years?

Just look at how Gu Yuan had arranged for his four-year-old daughter to infiltrate the Xiao Clan as an Undercover Agent in the original story, and one could see it clearly.

Children of great clans truly matured early.

After all, what ordinary four-year-old child could become an Undercover Agent at such a young age?

It was perfectly normal for children from great clans to mature early, because they enjoyed things others could not.

At the same time, they also bore burdens that ordinary children their age should not have had to bear.

Hun Feng glared at Hun Xiu with his small eyes. "Hun Xiu, this continent respects the strong."

"What does being older prove? Does it mean you're stronger?"

"Mm..."

The moment Hun Feng finished speaking, he instantly realized he had said the wrong thing. Hun Xiu was not only older than him,

but also stronger than him.

Realizing his mistake, Hun Feng froze where he stood and cursed himself inwardly for being an idiot.

Hun Xiu smiled at Hun Feng. "Little Brother Feng, sorry, but not only was your brother born a day before you, I'm also stronger than you."

He beckoned Hun Feng over. "Little Brother Feng, be good and call me Brother. Otherwise..."

Hun Xiu cracked his knuckles, making his bones creak.

Clearly, Hun Xiu had made up his mind. If Hun Feng refused to call him "Brother," he would give him a proper lesson.

He would teach him to respect his elder brother.

"Gulp..."

Seeing Hun Xiu like this, Hun Feng could not help swallowing as he backed away. Trembling, he said, "Hun Xiu... If you dare hit me, Father will punish you."

Hun Feng understood that he was merely a Dou Master, while Hun Xiu was a Dou Ling.

A Dou Ling beating a Dou Master? Would that not be effortless? He would probably be knocked to the ground by one punch and be unable to get back up.

Hun Feng felt he should be more confident.

He should remove the "probably."

When a Dou Master faced a Dou Ling, they would definitely be knocked to the ground with one punch and be unable to rise.

"Whether Father punishes me or not is my business, Hun Feng. But if you refuse to call me Brother..."

"I can beat you into a pig-headed mess right now. Then you'll really lose face."

With a faint smile on his lips, Hun Xiu slowly approached Hun Feng, rubbing his fists together.

He was not someone who liked looking for trouble, but sometimes trouble came looking for him.

And Hun Xiu was not afraid of it.

It was true that he wanted to cultivate quietly, then rise to prominence in secret and amaze everyone. But if someone refused to let him keep a low profile,

then he could only reluctantly become high-profile.

Hun Feng kept retreating while Hun Xiu steadily closed in. Wherever Hun Feng backed away, the younger generation moved aside.

None of them wanted to get caught up in it. They all watched with the attitude of spectators, since both Hun Xiu and Hun Feng were sons of Clan Head Soul Emperor.

Unless something unexpected happened, the next Clan Head of the Hun Clan would be chosen from between the two of them.

In their eyes, it was perfectly normal for them to have conflicts. If they had no conflicts at all, that would be strange.

Hun Feng could retreat no further. His back was already against the wall, and there was nowhere left to go. As he felt everyone's gazes fall upon him,

Hun Feng felt his cheeks burn fiercely.

Originally, he had only seen Hun Xiu refuse to give Hun Huan'er any face, so he had wanted to stand up for her and show off a little.

After all, although he was young, he also cared about appearances.

But Hun Xiu's actions, along with the predicament he now found himself in, made Hun Feng realize that his attempt to show off had failed.

Not only had he failed to gain face, he had lost even more of it.

Especially with all the gazes around him, he felt like finding a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Hun Xiu gradually approached Hun Feng and said with a faint smile, "Little Brother Feng, hurry up and decide. Otherwise, once your brother's fist flies out, I won't be able to stop it."

Hun Xiu clenched his hand into a fist and looked at Hun Feng as though ready to strike at any moment, his eyes full of threat.

"Gulp..."

Hun Feng swallowed. After hurriedly weighing things in his heart, though deeply unwilling, he still called out, "Brother... Brother Xiu..."

"Not bad."

Hun Xiu patted Hun Feng's shoulder in satisfaction. "Little Brother Feng, since you've called me that, Brother Xiu will look after you from now on. You can walk sideways through the Hun Clan."

Hearing Hun Xiu's words, Hun Feng muttered inwardly, I don't fucking need you to look after me. I can walk sideways through the Hun Clan anyway, because my father is the Clan Head.

Of course, Hun Feng only muttered those words in his heart. He was not stupid enough to say them aloud.

Instead, he said somewhat awkwardly, "Then Little Brother Feng thanks Brother."

"We're brothers. Why thank each other?"

Hun Xiu patted Hun Feng's shoulder, then said, "Little Brother Feng, let's switch places!"

"Oh."

Hearing Hun Xiu's words, Hun Feng nodded almost unconsciously and gave up his spot to Hun Xiu.

Leaning against the wall, Hun Xiu closed his eyes and resumed resting as though nothing had happened.

Hun Feng: "..."

Seeing that Hun Xiu had made him move only to do this,

Hun Feng was completely dumbfounded.

After recovering somewhat, Hun Feng also understood that this so-called "farce" had completely ended.

Everyone gradually came back to their senses. They looked at Hun Feng, then at Hun Xiu, who had closed his eyes to rest as though nothing had happened.

They gradually returned to normal as well.

Hun Feng awkwardly returned to his little group. He looked at Soul Jade and questioned, "Soul Jade, we went over together just now. Why didn't you speak first?"

Soul Jade replied weakly, "I'm scared..."

Hun Feng: "..."

He felt Soul Jade's words made perfect sense. He could not refute them at all.