Wei Feng closed his eyes and waited for his death, but the spear didn't land.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw his third brother Wei Zheng standing at the side, reaching out to grab his father's spear.
Wei Chaoran looked at Wei Zheng without saying anything.
"Father, spare second brother's life," Wei Zheng said bitterly.
" I am comforted by your brotherly love. Unfortunately, even if you are willing to exchange your life for yours, it will not help. The power to decide our fate is not in our hands. If there is, it is now. " Wei Chaoran's voice was slow. " If I didn't do anything, Erlang wouldn't have been able to escape this calamity. Our entire family would have been destroyed together. Our life and death were not up to us. "
