"I am still no match for big brother," Xin Wuming said with a melancholy face.
"If you are, then I don't deserve to be your big brother," Amon returned. "However, it is not easy for me to defeat you. I used to be able to defeat you in minutes. Now, I needed almost an hour, and I already went all out. This shows that you have improved greatly compared to before."
That wasn't true, though. Amon might have gone all out if it was fair fighting, but he hadn't used his poison. He did wonder once if Xin Wuming's undying body could heal itself from his poison. He didn't try to find out.
"It all thanks to brother's guidance," Xin Wuming said.
"You are ready now. It's time to repeat the duel," Amon said.
Xin Wuming clenched his fists. Amon had done a lot to help him improve. Even though the purpose of doing that was so Amon could recruit another person, he was not jealous. He was sincere in his gratitude. He swore he would not disappoint his big brother.
