Chapter 1173: The Secret Behind the Brothers' Feud. Clang, clang, clang—
Two figures fought fiercely, weapons in hand. Every strike aimed for the other's vital points, as though they were mortal enemies.
Li Yun also noticed something surprising: the intruder looked remarkably like Dongfang Quan, except for a scar across his face.
Good grief, they look so alike. Are they brothers?
Muttering inwardly, Li Yun sent his spiritual sense into the courtyard.
His expression changed at once. Dongfang Quan's wife was dead. She lay on the bed with her throat slit.
But she was no longer wearing the sickroom clothes he had seen earlier. She wore silk pajamas, and the red spots on her body had vanished.
Good grief, had she recovered?
Or had something happened that I didn't know about?
A sharp glint crossed Li Yun's eyes. Something about this felt wrong.
There was more to this story, whether it concerned Dongfang Quan, his wife, or the man who resembled him.
"Ah!"
A scream rang out.
Li Yun looked toward it and saw Dongfang Quan fall from the air. A huge sword wound stretched across his chest, deep enough to expose bone. Blood poured from it, and he lay on the ground, desperately weak.
The other man descended and landed beside him. Holding a spear, he looked down at Dongfang Quan. "You lost."
Dongfang Quan coughed violently. Clutching his chest, he struggled to his feet and glared at the man through gritted teeth. "Why?"
"Why did you kill her?"
The man gave a cold laugh and looked at him with contempt. "Why?"
"What do you think?"
"Dongfang Quan, don't tell me you've forgotten what happened. If not for her, the entire Dongfang Family would belong to me today instead of being in this state!"
"If that bitch hadn't plotted