"Kill him."
In the darkness, that sharp voice resounded again, filled with decisive intent to kill.
Yin Hu, Xu Dog, and Hai Pig heard this, their hearts tightened, and without a shred of hesitation, they all moved toward Zhang Fan in front of the desolate and broken temple.
"Poor little brother, even if you've completed the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, you're still so pathetic. You're probably the most useless in our family."
Just then, a lazy voice came from the night.
Under the eerie white moonlight, a young man came over slowly with a flashlight. He was dressed in sportswear, wearing white canvas shoes, looking a few years older than Zhang Fan.
"Kid, who are you?" Yin Hu demanded.
The young man glanced over, deep and indifferent, seemingly not taking them seriously, but rather looking into the depths of the night.
"I'm his brother."
"Brother!?"
