I'm Her Brother

Ding-a-ling!

The black-clad man's hand toyed with the bell, giving it a shake.

The sound of the bell seemed to come from ancient times, rousing Buddha King Wuhai, who had been standing there in a daze.

"Who are you?" Buddha King Wuhai asked the man with nine cat tails behind him, his expression exceedingly grim.

The man slowly turned around.

His appearance was very similar to Su Qian'ge's.

"I'm her brother." The black-clad man grinned. "You should be grateful. If that brat in blue hadn't stepped in, your head would already have hit the ground. You wouldn't have lived to see your temple one last time."

"You're that cat demon Su Qian'ge's brother?" Buddha King Wuhai took a deep breath.

He had never expected that such a small cat demon would have such a powerful brother.

"That's right. My name is Su Shenhua." The black-clad man lightly leaped down from the mountain of corpses piled up from Buddhas. Shaking the death-knell-like bell in his hand, he walked toward Buddha King Wuhai,

while muttering to himself, "You must be wondering why, despite being so powerful, I never openly protect my little sister, right?

"Actually, I want to. It's just that in her memories, I died long ago.

"I can't appear before her either, because the cultivation technique I practice can make me go mad at any moment. She's so kind and adorable—she definitely wouldn't want her brother to be a murderous fiend..."

These words seemed to have been buried in the black-clad man's heart for a long time. At last, he had found someone to tell them to.

But Buddha King Wuhai had no mood to pay him any attention. Instead, he stared miserably at the bell in his hand and asked, "That bell is in the hands of the Buddha