The old man who appeared on the pier first looked at Wu Long with hate as their youngest sibling was struggling to stand up, but was impeded by the flow of Spiritual Qi running along the chain and through his body. The other side of the chain was still tangled around the crescent blades of the halberd, as Wu Long held it with one hand and expressionlessly looked at the two.
"Eldest brother, third brother is..."
The one Wu Long dragged out of the water after, who was under the bridge before, said while gnashing his teeth in frustration. They were unable to see any way to save their youngest brother, so he hesitated.
"There's not much we can do, he can't be saved"
The oldest one looked at the struggling old man and coldly declared and the other one's face was first contorted by shock, but he then gritted his teeth and looked at Wu Long with even more intense hate.
"You won't have a good death, kid"
