The Most Suitable Weapon (2)

Hu Fei, who was kicked out of the room by Prince Lin Yan, was holding his cheek that had crashed onto the ground. He looked so pitiful that one might mistake him for a beggar on the street. His image was totally different to that of a profound young master back in the training area.

He looked at Prince Lin Yan. "Bastard, you clearly know very well that it's very rare to see someone who want to devote their lives for someone else! Speak, just who is that little brother of yours?"

"You're not worthy to know."

"What the bloody hell! Do you forget about your sworn brother in front of your blood related brother?!"

Prince Lin Yan sneered. "If I were to tell you, you would have to swear an oath that you'll follow him for the rest of your life."

Lin Xiao was stunned. He looked at his own brother doubtfully since he was sure that Prince Lin Yan hadn't sworn any oath whatsoever to him. It was simply because Prince Lin Yan hadn't deemed him to be suitable.