Because Fang Qi had remained in Tagus and Instaron's hands all this time, they naturally didn't dare act recklessly and had been forced to endure it. By the time Brando saw the two of them again, he could hardly recognize them.
In just a few days, both men seemed to have aged ten years. Their wrinkles had multiplied, and they looked as though they had already reached a very advanced age.
When they saw Brando, both revealed looks of terror at the same time. Clearly, the battle at Rosalin Port had left an indelible shadow in their hearts—especially the final clash between Brando and the Jade Dragon Sacred Sword. That had almost gone beyond the limits of mortal imagination.
Seeing their expressions, Brando knew the two fellows could no longer stir up much trouble. At least in front of him, they didn't dare act recklessly. He signaled to Tagus that there was no need to bother with the two of them, as long as he kept an eye on Fang Qi.
As for the latter, ever since leaving Gusell Port, his former arrogance had been restrained considerably. He no longer dared provoke Brando. Several times, Brando had seen him wanting to say something, hesitating as though he wished to speak with him, only to force himself to swallow the words in the end.
Brando didn't mind communicating with him, but remembering Delphine's warning, he merely smiled and suppressed the thought. Given this fellow's ridiculous personality, it might be good to keep him under pressure a little longer.
Thus, there was Brando and Huang Huo, master and servant; the scheming Chancellor's daughter; the smuggler Naxin and his son; Madara's undead, who clearly weren't on the same side as them; and—
In addition, there were the prisoners shared by both sides: this