He had originally thought that defying an imperial decree and scamming money were already pushing the boundaries of courting death.
It was not until he saw Xue Wuji that Su Xian realized he was still too young.
Look at this guy—not only had he endangered the Empire's stability, but even now, he dared to call Xue Ye a "bitch." Now that was true talent!
"Imperial Father, Second Brother is young and ignorant. Please spare him."
Seeing Xue Ye about to draw his sword and chop down Xue Wuji, Su Xian hurriedly grabbed him, his eyes brimming with tenderness as he put on a display of deep brotherly affection.
As the big brother, how could he bear to see his little brother like this? He truly could not do it!
Sob, sob, sob~
Boom!
A heavy muffled grunt suddenly rang out. Xue Wuji crashed face-first onto the ground, while Su Xian silently withdrew his foot.
"Imperial Father, it's all my fault. I failed to keep an eye on him and let Second Brother run out and cause trouble. If you want to punish someone, punish me."
Overflowing with brotherly devotion, Su Xian clutched Xue Ye's arm tightly and kicked out again.
Boom!
Xue Wuji, who had just gotten up and was about to angrily berate Su Xian, was kicked back to the floor. His head buzzed.
Xue Ye and Xue Mingtong: ...
Could you be any more shameless?!
The two of them rolled their eyes at Su Xian in unison, their gazes full of contempt. This was the deep brotherly affection he had been talking about?
Merciful with his words, but more ruthless than anyone with his feet—where was his shame?
After Su Xian's little performance, Xue Ye helplessly tossed aside his sword and covered his forehead, feeling a pain in