There was one thing Zhang Yang had never told Mu Shaoan.
That was the matter of his being an Apprentice Time Guardian.
So when he caught a fleeting glimpse within the Ancient Destiny Chessboard of himself meeting a violent death after accepting a Time Guardian mission, he immediately chose to trust and invest.
Yes, invest.
Zhang Yang knew nothing about something like fate, but his little cousin had spent nearly his entire life dealing with fate. The breadth of his experience went without saying.
So he did not ask how many of the secrets within the Death Chain Mu Shaoan had discovered. That kid had not said anything either, just as he had not mentioned being an Apprentice Time Guardian. These were both unfamiliar territories to them.
Besides, Mu Shaoan probably did not want to be controlled by blood sacrifice a second time.
Of course, Zhang Yang did not want to be blood-sacrificed either.
On this point, the two brothers maintained an extraordinarily tacit understanding, keeping a safe distance from each other. After all, even blood brothers had boundaries that could not be touched.
Things were fine this way. Their kinship and blood ties gave them the most fundamental trust, while each had his own goals. They could cooperate closely and support each other, but it was absolutely impossible for either of them to depend on the other's every breath.
After being overdue by a full eleven months, Zhang Yang finally appeared at the Heavenly Sword Clan's new mountain gate. He did not immediately drag that dazzlingly beautiful new bride off to consummate the marriage. Instead, he sat grim-faced at the highest seat in the council hall. He was going to begin the inspection.
Anyone who failed would not receive any leniency from him this time. Severe punishment was inevitable.