Blue Silver Grass, like a blue-silver flood dragon, coiled around Little Jiu's legs.
"You finally made your move! Tang San, are you confident you can kill me?"
Little Jiu let the Blue Silver Grass bind him without paying it any attention, merely looking at Tang San with a teasing smile.
"Dai Mubai is my brother! For my brother, I would take a knife through both ribs!"
Tang San's face was filled with heroic spirit, his gaze firm. He could not chill his brothers' hearts. It was time to choose sides. If he did not stand up for Dai Mubai, would he not become a second Clear Sky Sect?
"And then? That gives you the right to stab your former friend twice? What did Zhu Qing ever do to you?"
Little Jiu's expression turned cold. Tang San treated the Tang Sect's General Principles as the ultimate doctrine for conducting himself. His values truly were one of a kind.
Still, Little Jiu could understand. The martial arts Tang Sect had always been a sect that was both righteous and evil. What good values could a bunch of people who played with poison and Hidden Weapons possibly have? They were all lunatics who studied how to kill people faster and more brutally.
The Tang Sect's General Principles they had written were probably not much better!
Tang San strictly followed the Tang Sect's General Principles as his standard for behavior, so his narrow-mindedness was understandable.
A classic case of favoring kin over reason!
He's not much better than me! Little Jiu felt that he was actually a good person!
"Die!"
At that moment, Dai Mubai had already charged in to attack. His blood-red tiger claws, carrying an evil, rancid stench, struck toward Little Jiu's head.
Tailong also activated his Martial Soul Avatar, his body