"Do you think by provoking us brothers we'll engage in fratricide?"
Tang Yulin coldly looked at Zhuge Junlie, a mocking smile showing in his eyes, "You don't understand us at all!"
"That's right, you underestimate us too much!"
Tang Feng said indifferently, "Ever since we were young, we've been instilled with the idea of being the reliable arms for our elder brother. Faced with such a choice, do you think losing one's life is more serious, or losing an arm is?"
"Between two evils, choose the lesser one!" The two Tang Yulins spoke in unison.
They exchanged glances and smiled at each other.
Tang Jiawei's expression changed, and he spoke urgently, "Yulin, Feng'er, what are you planning to do?"
