"????"

Blood trickled from the corner of the man's mouth as he murmured, "Don't kill me with your own hands. If you kill me, it'll leave a Soul Mark, and they'll come after you for revenge... I don't want to see you die, especially because of me."

"Take care."

He closed his eyes and waited, waited for the final moment to arrive.

"What are you saying!"

Zuo Xiaoduo's face was filled with profound loyalty. "We're brothers. Even if we become enemies someday, we'll only ever fight it out with real blades and spears on the battlefield! If I killed you like this, what would be left of our brotherhood?"

Hu Ruoyun let out a long sigh, feeling as though her head would split.

Why did this little bastard always pull something at the critical moment?

Was his train of thought really that many bends away from a normal person's? A hundred and eight thousand of them, perhaps?!

On the screen, Zuo Xiaoduo went to painstaking lengths to heal his brother's injuries, treat his illness, conceal him, and ensure his safety in every possible way. Then he escorted him the whole way, helping him escape.

The man was moved beyond measure, his blood surging with emotion.

When they finally parted, Zuo Xiaoduo took out medicinal pills and star soul jade, filled a Space Ring, and only then handed it over. "Brother, I won't say much. This is all I can manage. There's some money in here, emergency food and water, and some star soul jade... Take it."

"How can I? If I take it all, what will you use?"

"Oh, come on! At a time like this, why are you still standing on ceremony with me?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said angrily, "You've been completely exposed now. Every step is fraught with danger, every