"Damn!"
Dragon's tearful cry of "brother" successfully ignited Mo Xingchen's fury.
Ever since Mo Xingchen had transmigrated into this world years ago, there had been very few people he truly cared about. Coupled with the emotional detachment brought about by cultivation, he had basically never harbored genuine killing intent.
But this time, he was truly enraged! Although he had never met Dragon's wife and had no relationship with her, seeing the man who had followed behind him and called him brother since nine years ago now weeping bitterly like this, so devastated and heartbroken...
Mo Xingchen punched Dragon in the cheek, knocking him straight to the ground. Dragon's grief was interrupted by that punch, and he looked at Mo Xingchen in confusion.
Mo Xingchen crouched down, grabbed Dragon by the collar, and said fiercely:
"What the hell are you crying for? That punch was for you being a man who couldn't protect his own woman!
Now, I ask and you answer. I'll avenge your wife!"
Dragon looked at the man he called brother, seeing an unprecedented seriousness and resolve on his face. A faint killing intent radiated from him, and Dragon quickly steadied his emotions before nodding heavily.
"Do you know exactly who the enemy is?"
"The commander of the Divine Knights. I don't know his exact name, but he seems to be from the Figarland Family of the Celestial Dragons."
"How strong is he? Compare him to your old man!"
"He should be weaker than my old man. If he were really as strong as my old man, I couldn't have escaped that time. But he shouldn't be much weaker either."
"How strong are you now?"
"I ate the Logia Type Hurricane-Hurricane Fruit. I'm not sure of my exact strength, but I should be about on par with Kuzan."