What Brothers? Just Mutual Exploitation

All under heaven bustled for profit, all under heaven surged toward profit. What brothers were there? They were merely using each other.

Conversely, gentlemen valued righteousness over profit. What interests were there? Everyone was brothers.

The moment Lu Bei heard Azure Dragon speak, he knew this fellow belonged to the gentlemanly sort. What a coincidence—he, too, was a gentleman famous far and wide. Put them together, and they would make brothers.

Lu Bei waved his hand, telling Tu Yuan to be more polite and stop baring his teeth at every turn. Look how frightened Sister Azure was—she had even hauled out the Great Xia dragon vein.

Huh, the Great Xia dragon vein?

How could Azure Dragon possess the Great Xia dragon vein? What was she to Emperor Ji—his daughter, female disciple, or female secretary?

Could she possibly have a Monster Emperor Painting?

Lu Bei rubbed his face with both hands, smoothing his ferocious, rigid features into a peaceful expression. With a sunny smile, he said, "Sister Azure is absolutely right. You and I are pillars of the human race. We ought to join hands and advance together. How could we turn against each other? Vermilion Bird is of the Demon Race. He is the true enemy."

The one-meter-two received his orders and returned to Lu Bei's side. He still bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming fiercely as he glared at Azure Dragon, looking ready to pounce and bite at a single command.

Azure Dragon put away her divine manifestation treasure. She had entered the secret realm to slay the Outer-Realm Sky Demon. As long as she completed her primary mission, every other benefit could be sacrificed. She neither minded nor cared about Lu Bei's ever-shifting expression of loyalty.

It was hardly the first time. He would get used to it.