Martial Artists who knew Cui Jian rapidly flew toward him and landed beside him.
And Cui Jian, feigning sadness, shook his head and sighed, "Ah, my brother, what should I say about him? He's still too soft-hearted. He could have killed Ruo Feifan with just a finger, yet he let him live for so long. Ah, how capricious!"
"Cui Jian, is this person your brother?" asked a young martial artist from the Martial King Realm who had come over to Cui Jian's side.
Hearing this, Cui Jian gave a bitter smile and shook his head, saying, "You've discovered it now." Then, lifting his head proudly, he said, "Yes, this person is indeed our good brother; we are sworn brothers."
"What's his background, to be so formidable? What's his name!" someone asked. Those who had come over to Cui Jian's side were already people curious about gossip.
