"Brother Li San..." Wang Jie shouted loudly, filled with hate for not having listened to Ye Tianchen's advice, hate that he couldn't move now, and could only watch helplessly as Libi's massive fist came crashing down, ready to take Li San's life.
Zhang Tian and Zhang Di both closed their eyes, unwilling to watch, wanting to cry. Men are not supposed to shed tears lightly, and all the more so for them, who were tough and resolute men, one and all. At this moment, they truly regretted and were deeply moved by the brotherhood Li San had shown. Although he had just joined the Thirteen Heavenly Kings, he held deep sentiment and loyalty for each brother. Being a brother meant no need for superfluous words, no need for daily phone calls—just a word when in trouble, and he would spare no effort to help. That is a true brother, a true friend.
Boom!
