"Who did this to you?! Tell me! In this little patch of Suotuo City, whoever dared lay a hand on my brother, I don't care who they are—I'll skin them alive and tear out their tendons today to avenge you!!!"
Flender's voice brimmed with fiercely protective dominance and killing intent.
Hearing Flender's resounding words, a warm current surged through Yu Xiaogang's heart, and tears streamed down his face.
This was what a true brother was!
But...
When Flender asked who had hurt him, the expression on Yu Xiaogang's face instantly froze.
His already swollen, reddened face turned the dark purplish color of someone badly constipated. His mouth opened and closed, but he simply could not bring himself to speak.
How was he supposed to explain this?
Was the invincible theoretical Grandmaster supposed to admit that he had traveled all this way to seek refuge with his brother, only to be beaten half to death as a fraud by an old man guarding the gate before he could even enter?
If word got out, how was Yu Xiaogang supposed to keep his footing in the Soul Master world? Did he have any dignity left to lose?
"Xiaogang, don't be afraid! With me here, even if Spirit Hall did it, I'll demand justice for you! Hurry up and tell me!" Seeing Yu Xiaogang hesitate, Flender assumed he had been intimidated by his enemy's influence and hurriedly urged him on.
Backed into a corner, Yu Xiaogang could only swallow a mouthful of bloody saliva. Avoiding Flender's eyes, he said quietly:
"It... it was an old man."
"An old man?" Flender froze.
"Mm... an old man in coarse gray hemp clothes, with graying hair. He looked shabby and unkempt."
Gritting his teeth, Yu Xiaogang recalled the humiliating events of the day, and a venomous