For Soul Masters, this was the simplest form of provocation, yet it worked wonders when it came to infuriating Dai Huabin.
Although fire blazed in Dai Huabin's eyes, he unexpectedly held his temper. He merely stared coldly at Dai Yunze. "If you want to challenge me, I can oblige anytime. But today, at least, I didn't come looking for you to fight."
Dai Yunze was no less aggressive. "Then spit it out! If you've got gas, let it rip!"
For a moment, Dai Huabin's expression turned vicious, but he quickly concealed it, his face settling into calm. "Our eldest brother asked me to bring you to see him."
The bristling Dai Yunze couldn't help freezing.
Our eldest brother?
Dai Yueheng?
He looked at Dai Huabin, whose eyes betrayed little emotion, though he still caught the fleeting glimmer of mockery in their depths.
Hmph. If not for today's little incident, I might almost have forgotten I even had an "eldest brother."
The aura emanating from Dai Yunze settled as well, and that practiced, friendly smile returned to his face. "Then please lead the way."
Unable to read anything from him, Dai Huabin could only snort coldly before turning and walking away.
Dai Yunze stood where he was, thinking for a brief moment, then followed.
Yet he had barely taken a step when he felt someone grab his arm. Turning sideways to look back, he met Huo Yuhao's gaze, with its barely concealed worry. Huo Yuhao's lips were slightly parted, as though he was about to say something.
In two seconds—a very short span of time—Dai Yunze thought through a great deal.
He reached out with his other hand and rather dispassionately brushed Huo Yuhao's hand off his left arm, giving him a faint smile. Then, out of habit, he raised the