Seeing Yuan Gang like this, with his hands and feet practically ruined, a fine man reduced to a cripple, Niu Youdao truly wished he could slaughter that woman.
Yet he could not do that. He had to restrain his anger.
He knew Yuan Gang too well. If he really killed that woman, he would have no way to answer to Yuan Gang. Yuan Gang would definitely fall out with him afterward.
Between brothers, no matter how deep their bond, sometimes it truly could not compare to a woman. It was not quite right to say it could not compare, but this was simply not something one could do. Once you touched the point that must not be touched, it would end with even brothers unable to remain brothers.
The same held true in reverse. Women would also fall out with their sisters over a man.
Forget brothers—even if one's own parents rashly did such a thing, their children would have to turn against them.
Though he was stifling it so badly it hurt, his reason remained. He could still grasp that boundary.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiongge gently shook his head. He roughly understood why Niu Youdao had brought the man here: to use this as a warning, lest this woman once again beguile Yuan Gang, who had narrowly escaped disaster, into taking risks.
Feng Guan'er sobbed and choked back tears. Only now, seeing him with her own eyes, did she understand that she had harmed him to this extent. Crying until she could barely speak, she said, "I was wrong. I really was wrong. Save him! Please, save him!"
"Save him? Now you know to save him?" Niu Youdao sneered. His hand suddenly loosened, turning into a palm blade as he struck the back of her neck.
Her crying