"Brother, have you come to kill me?"
In a dark room in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, Dai Huabin lay on a bed, both his arms gone. The maids who had tended to him ever since his injury had vanished without a trace, leaving him alone in the silent room.
Suddenly, a beam of light fell across his face. The door opened, and a White Tiger Guard entered, pushing Dai Yueheng in a wheelchair.
At Dai Huabin's words, a flicker of shame crossed Dai Yueheng's eyes, but viciousness and savagery soon swallowed it.
"You... you've heard everything?"
Lying on the bed, Dai Huabin gave a self-mocking smile. "Among the White Tiger Guards in the mansion, some are loyal to you, and naturally, some favor me. After Father returned, word of this spread through the mansion. Of course I knew."
"The moment those maids brought me into this side room, I knew you were going to make your move. Even a vicious tiger won't eat its own cubs, after all. Getting Father to make that decision would be far too difficult."
Dai Yueheng sighed softly and said with a bitter smile, "Huabin, don't blame your brother. For the Star Luo Empire, for the entire Douluo Continent, for the glory of Shrek Academy, I have to do this. Perhaps brothers killing one another is simply the fate of our White Tiger Family. It happened ten thousand years ago, and today, it's happening again."
Dai Huabin closed his eyes, and two trails of clear tears slipped silently from their corners.
"Brother, I'm about to leave. Could you see me off? Let's share one last drink as brothers!"
Dai Yueheng's eyes reddened slightly at those words. Dimly, he recalled the little boy who had loved trailing after him as a child, learning to ride