Why was he sure the other man was his brother?
Because there was a small wooden tag on the man's blade, bearing a pattern similar to the bandit chief's waist token.
"Didn't expect you to really come looking for me." The young man temporarily lost any interest in approaching the girl and focused all his attention on the newcomer.
The middle-aged man who entered had slowly raised his blade. He sneered at the young man, while his gaze also fell upon the white-haired girl in the corner.
He was briefly stunned by her beauty. The middle-aged man frowned slightly, but he did not forget the most important matter and walked straight toward his target.
"Fan Ni, you dared to kill my little brother. I'll make you pay for it in blood!"
Tavern Conflict
The instant his words fell, his weapon trembled slightly. Then, amid a flash of cold light, the blade shot through more than ten meters of air like an afterimage, viciously slashing toward the young man's neck.
The young man sitting on the chair had anticipated this long ago. He dodged almost the instant the newcomer attacked. However, his enemy's strength still exceeded his expectations. Sword qi actually extended beyond the blade for several meters, and before it even reached his neck, its power was already bearing down on him.
A thin line of blood appeared on his neck. Fan Ni's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his weapon in front of himself. With a clang, the blade rang sharply. His palm split with intense pain, and an uncontrollable destructive force spread up from his fingertips, traveling through his body before finally flooding his entire frame.
This power was the internal force cultivated by his opponent. Like countless ants, it frantically gnawed at his body from within.