Aberon spoke these words, his face deathly pale and his breath faltering.
"Looking back now, every damn thing my brother said was the truth."
"It's just a pity this coward never dared to come out and challenge you."
Yang Fei, observing Aberon's somewhat familiar features, finally couldn't help but ask.
"Who is your brother?"
A wicked smile suddenly spread across Aberon's face.
"You'll know soon, because if I die, he'll definitely come for you."
With that, he suddenly clenched his teeth hard.
Yang Fei sensed something was wrong and rushed over like an arrow.
He reached out and dislocated Aberon's jaw, but it was a step too late.
A poison sac was in Aberon's mouth, and he had already bitten it open.
The deadly poison quickly spread throughout Aberon's body.
His face turned ashen, and even his golden hair instantly lost its luster.
Aberon's body began to convulse.
But his eyes were fixed on Yang Fei: "My brother will definitely come for you."
