Don't Believe Me? Try It

"Um... if I call you Big Brother now, is it still not too late?"

The Northern Suppressing King's mouth twitched incessantly as he looked at the several Thunder dragons around him.

Those were all peak eighth-turn dragons. Even in his prime, he might not have been their match. And now, after who knew how much of his strength had been drained...

Moreover, when he had blasted apart that Thunder dragon earlier, he had suffered internal injuries as well.

On the surface, he appeared overwhelmingly powerful, but truth be told, he had already reached the Northern Suppressing King's limit.

After all, he had slain so many eighth-turn fire dragons before this, expending far too much energy. Reaching this point was already no easy feat.

So, the Northern Suppressing King admitted defeat.

Yang Chen stood in the void, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Now that's more like it!"

Yang Chen smiled faintly and dispersed the Thunder dragons around them. At once, the Northern Suppressing King felt the scenery before his eyes shift.

Then he arrived in a small world.

A figure in white sat in a chair, with a pot of tea quietly resting on the table before him.

The white-clad figure slowly turned around, revealing a face that seemed somewhat youthful. Yet his eyes held a profound depth, as though they had witnessed countless things.

The Northern Suppressing King was slightly shaken as he looked at the young man before him, because he could not see through him at all.

It was as though a thick layer of clouds hung before the young man, blocking his scrutiny.

The young man smiled and said, "Come on, call me Big Brother!"

The Northern Suppressing King's mouth twitched. He had not expected this young man to remember it.

But making him call