"Tut-tut. Yitian, have I always seemed especially useless to you, big brother? Always inferior to you? You attained the Dao up there, while your big brother has spent the past dozen years doing nothing in these Nine Heavens, sitting around waiting to die like a good-for-nothing?" Xia Ruize said exaggeratedly. His voice and expression were full of emotion, looking pitiful one moment and aggrieved the next, but the slyness in his eyes made it impossible to ignore his presence.
"That's not true. But for the past dozen years, haven't you been roaming around this far western and far southern region? Could it be you did something else?" I said with a frown.
"Of course I did countless things, and every one of them was prepared for my own little brother! Yitian, your big brother has missed you so much all these years, so very much." Xia Ruize spoke with deep feeling.
"Stop disgusting me. If you have something to say, spit it out!" I snorted. Huaron could not help retreating behind me. Xia Ruize's madness was not the sort that made people hate him like Li Poxiao's did. Anyone who saw him would instinctively shudder with dread. Coupled with his smoky eye makeup and the contempt forever curling at the corners of his lips, he truly lived up to the title of Sword Demon.
"Heh-heh... Yitian, why don't we talk as we walk? That way, your big brother can tell you everything that happened over these dozen years. After all, we'll still need some time to reach Divine Throne Heaven, won't we? We can have a good chat along the way, and once we're done, this matter should be settled too. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" Xia Ruize pointed toward Divine Throne Heaven with his little finger.
I glanced at Li