Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

The younger brother was staring at the empty valley in a daze, just like every day. The masked man came quietly behind his younger brother and looked into the distance along his line of sight. The scenery below the mountain spread out in his sight like a lush green scroll.

"It's too small." The man whispered in his brother's ear.

The younger brother was startled by the sudden voice and turned his head. What caught his eye was a silver-white mask. Surprisingly, the timid boy's first reaction was not fear. Instead, he became curious about the man wearing the Noh mask... The younger brother had longed for Noh and Kabuki since he was a child. He had only told this to his older brother, but unfortunately, his older brother was not interested in these two traditional opera cultures.

"It's too small... isn't it?" the man repeated.

"What?" asked the younger brother timidly.

"I know everything about you and your brother. You have extraordinary blood flowing in your veins. I'm saying this place is too small for you." The man's expression couldn't be seen under the mask, but the younger brother thought he was smiling. "Look at those mountains, those trees, that town... they're only the size of a palm. This world is too small."

"Yes, this place is too small, so my brother left... My brother went to a bigger world, because such a small place can't hold a man like my brother." The younger brother murmured absentmindedly.

"No, it's not just your brother. You are the same." The man whispered, "You are also very good, even better than your brother."

"Better than brother?" The younger brother was stunned. "How is that possible... There is no one in this world who is better than brother... Let alone me..."

"Actually, when I said that, you were secretly delighted, right?" the man coaxed. "Because your brother left. He was chosen, and you were left behind. Deep down, you're not at peace. You're like his shadow. You feel like you've been his shadow your whole life. From childhood to adulthood, all the girls in school only liked him. No one looked at you. Everything about your brother was so dazzling, while you, hiding behind him, were always dim, your face blurred. But your brother left you, his shadow, behind. He left alone for the big city. You feel like you've been abandoned by your brother, so deep down, you not only admire him, but also envy him, and even... hate him."

The younger brother was completely stunned. He wanted to deny the man's words, but he couldn't because everything the man said was right... Yes, what he didn't want to admit but had to admit was that he admired his brother... and also envied his brother.

This man was so good at reading people's minds that his naive younger brother was like a naked child in front of him, and he saw through him at a glance.

When my brother came to his senses, he was already in tears.

"You must believe in yourself. You are no worse than your brother. You can do everything your brother can do, even better." The man gently stroked his brother's hair. "I will teach you, whether it's your favorite Kabuki performance or a way to surpass your brother. From now on, I will come here to meet you every day. Don't tell anyone about our relationship. I am your teacher... a teacher that belongs to you alone."

The man grasped all of his brother's pain points, and as promised, he came to the mountain to meet his brother every day.

The man carefully guided his brother's acting skills, told him stories about legendary Kabuki masters, told him how big the outside world was, and taught him exquisite swordsmanship... Every time he went up the mountain, the man would bring his brother a kind of medicine. He said that his brother's physique was too weak, and claimed that as long as he insisted on taking this medicine, his brother would have a physique that surpassed his brother's one day.

This medicine is indeed magical. After drinking it, the younger brother felt warmth all over his body. Even the mountain breeze in the middle of the night no longer felt cold... After drinking it for a while, he felt that the world had become brighter. He began to put on makeup and dress up in front of the mirror every day. More and more girls in school would shyly glance at him. He enjoyed this feeling because this was a treatment that only his older brother could have in the past. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be watched. This feeling is really great!

The younger brother started dating different girls and learned the feminine appearance and posture from those girls. He conquered every girl in the school with his charm. He felt that his brother should be proud of him because this was something his brother had never done... But in fact, he didn't really like those girls. He just wanted to see the look of those girls who were attached to him and loved him, just like he admired his brother.

The masked man had been watching all this secretly, and things developed as he expected. Under the influence of drugs, his brother's character was subtly distorted and even pathological.

On this day, a black car stopped at the entrance of the town, and the elder brother in a black trench coat got out of the car. He was now completely different from the stubborn boy who had left the town. He had become more calm and restrained, and the sword tied around his waist was no longer a worn-out bamboo sword, but a real long sword... He had achieved a certain status and power, and was able to take his younger brother away and take good care of him.

However, the missing persons notices on the bulletin board at the entrance of the town attracted his attention.

From a year ago to recently, there have been no less than twenty missing cases in the town. All of the missing people were young and beautiful girls, and they were all students of the school that my brother attended before he left the town.

A bad premonition crossed the brother's mind. He followed the intuition he had developed from fighting in the big city over the years and came to the school he graduated from. He went deeper and deeper underground. The air was filled with a dangerous smell until he came to the abandoned well cellar of the school that no one had visited. The brother saw a nightmarish scene that he would never forget.

From the deepest part of the well cellar came mournful and dreamy singing. Rows of girls in costumes stood neatly in the darkness in the distance. The faint candlelight shone on their faces, illuminating their deathly pale complexions and the sheen of wax… They were all dead. Their bodies had been made into wax statues and placed there for who knows how long, like a group of resentful souls imprisoned in the depths of the underworld.

The only living person was facing away from the well entrance. She was wearing a crimson robe and the singing was coming from her position.

The brother moved slowly, and when he approached the figure, he felt a sudden chill on his back... He found that the other person was using his long, sharp nails to dissect a girl's heart with his bare hands.

The man turned his head and looked at him with surprise.

"Brother...you're here!"

Chapter 443 Finale

When the "girl" in the crimson sleeved gown and humming a song turned her head and looked at him, the brother was suddenly stunned. He felt the blood in his body run cold.

At this time, all the audience in the audience were facing that face. Everyone saw Lu Mingfei's appearance at the moment, and the sound of gasps rang out one after another in Takama-ga-hara.

It was a face with delicate makeup, but the scarlet blood had mottled every part of the face except the facial features. The cloudy pupils revealed a childlike surprise, and the corners of the blood-stained mouth gradually formed a smile... an extremely morbid smile.

The elder brother slowly backed away. Even though the makeup was covered in blood, he could still recognize that it was his brother's face. The voice was also his brother's voice. Even the word "brother" sounded so gentle and soft, just like when they were little... But he couldn't believe it. Deep down in his heart, he couldn't believe that the perverted murderer in front of him who was cutting open a girl's heart with his fingernails was his younger brother.

His younger brother was so gentle and well-behaved, but it was as if... it was as if... his brother was suddenly stunned.

Thinking back carefully, it seemed that he had never really understood his younger brother. The boy had always followed you like a docile little deer. He never expressed his thoughts to you, and you would never take the initiative to ask him. He would just obediently do whatever you asked him to do. You were inseparable and you should be the one who knew him best, but in the end you found out that you knew nothing about this boy who always called you "brother" and "brother".

"Brother... you finally came back to see me!" The younger brother looked at his brother so close, and his longing for him could not stop gushing out. "I have been looking forward to you coming back to see me, but I couldn't dream of you recently. Today I finally dreamed of you... You really came home to see me."

"Dream...what dream?" The elder brother felt confused after hearing what his younger brother said.

"You left, you left here, leaving me alone. I often wondered why you didn't take me with you. I wanted to go find you... but I knew that wouldn't be right." The younger brother murmured softly, "So I can only see you in my dreams. As long as I can dream of my brother, I will be very happy. For a while, I dreamed of my brother every night. I dreamed that you came back to find me, and you asked me to practice swordplay with you, still in the old place. I never wanted my adoptive father to throw away your favorite bamboo sword. You picked up the bamboo sword and waved it on the mountain like before. I watched your back as you waved the sword, from noon until the sun went down... At that time, I was thinking, how wonderful it would be if time could stay at this moment."

"But I know that's unrealistic. Brother, you're so strong-willed and outstanding. You're destined to realize your ambitions, a lion, a tiger." The younger brother's tone was a little sad. "But I'm so mediocre, like the most insignificant fawn in a herd. How could a man like a lion or a tiger stay in this small town with elk for the rest of his life?"

"Since then, brother, you haven't appeared in my dreams again. I'm very sad, really sad... I know this is all my fault. Brother, you are too good. I have always tried to follow behind you, but I can never catch up with you." The younger brother pointed to his face and appearance, "So this time I made up my mind to change myself. I want to catch up with you, brother. I would do anything to stay by your side. I started learning Kabuki performance, swordsmanship, and how to date the girls in school. All the girls liked me... Until today, I finally caught up with you, brother. The gods were moved by my sincerity, so brother, you finally appeared in my dream again today."

"You mean... you think all this is a dream?" The elder brother looked at the rows of waxen bodies of girls behind his younger brother. "Because it was a dream, you killed them all without restraint?"

"Yes, brother, they are all girls who admire me, just like they admired you back then. But you never pretend to be nice to anyone, but I will happily accept girls who want to date me. They are all growing up in the best age. They will look at me with affectionate eyes, and that kind of look is really hard to refuse." The younger brother pointed at the wax girls behind him and said with a look of nostalgia on his face, "They would ask me to go to the school playground in the middle of the night to look at the stars. The stars are beautiful. When I look at the stars, I wonder if you, brother, can see the same sky as me in the big city."

"Whenever I was lost in thought, those girls would secretly place their hands in mine and unconsciously move closer to me. Young girls' hands were very soft, and their bodies exuded a faint fragrance, like lavender after a light rain." My brother whispered, "If I didn't show any sign of rejecting them, they would lean their heads towards me, slowly close their eyes, and pout shyly... I knew they were asking for a kiss from me, so after kissing them, I would stab them through the heart."

Watching the boy in front of him calmly narrating all this, the brother suddenly felt creepy. Lu Mingfei's acting was so good that when he read these lines, the audience in the audience also felt a chill, as if a cold snake was crawling around their spines.

"Why, I still don't understand the real reason why you killed these girls." The brother couldn't help but question.

"So, brother, there are things you don't understand too. That's right, brother, you haven't officially dated a girl yet, so how do you know what kind of creatures a girl will become in a relationship?" A smile spread across his younger brother's face. "Girls kissed by someone they like feel incredibly happy, and their faces reveal an unprecedentedly beautiful expression. To freeze them forever at their most beautiful moment, I killed them and made them into specimens. This way, their happiest and most beautiful side can be preserved forever."

"Brother, didn't you say nothing lasts forever?" The younger brother pointed at the girls, covered in wax and dust. "Isn't this eternal beauty? Brother, are you angry? Why should you be angry? I'm just telling you this. You used to be the one who reasoned with me... Anyway, this is in my dream, so there's nothing wrong with it. They're happy, and I'm happy too that brother has come back to find me. Are you happy, brother?"

The elder brother looked in the direction of his younger brother's finger. The girls' eyebrows and eyes were as bright and affectionate as when they were alive, and their faces were indeed filled with happiness, but their pupils were withered, they could not breathe or speak, and there was a creepy sense of death and morbid beauty.

My brother has heard of this ancient process of plastination, which involves injecting liquid polymer into the seven orifices of a deceased person before the body is completely stiff. Once the polymer has fully solidified, the body will retain its appearance as it did in life, as if it had been made into a soft wax figure of a real person.

This is an extremely evil method. Some necrophiliac collectors in the Middle Ages would use this corpse plastination process to create their favorite beauties, trying to make those beautiful corpses accompany them forever... But this method should be an absolute taboo in modern times and should have been lost long ago. The elder brother could not understand that it would be his own younger brother who would reproduce this cruel method in this world.

The elder brother looked at the boy in front of him with extremely unfamiliar eyes. It was still the familiar voice and familiar appearance, but he seemed to no longer recognize him. He didn't know what had happened to the boy during the time he was away. He seemed to have become a completely different person, as if there was an evil ghost living in his brother's body!

"Brother, I'm so happy today. Every time I dream of you, I'm happy for a long, long time." The younger brother slowly stepped forward, as if wanting to hug his brother. "Brother, when will you come to see me in my dream next time? When will you come to take me away? I have so much to say to you..."

The younger brother opened his sleeves and pounced on his brother like a big red bird. He wanted to give his brother a big hug, just like they did every time they met in their dreams... But when he pounced in front of his brother, his movements suddenly stopped, and the dream-like voice also stopped abruptly.

All the audiences in the stage couldn't help but scream. Blood splattered on the stage like reeds. What greeted the younger brother was not a hug from his brother, but a sharp long knife.

The long knife pierced straight into the younger brother's chest, and scarlet blood dripped from the tip of the knife. The younger brother ran head-on into his brother's blade. With his trained reaction ability, he had a chance to dodge, but he hugged his brother without hesitation, even though his heart was pierced.

In the end, he hugged his brother... He fell into his brother's arms.

It turned out that it was not a dream... The heart was torn by the blade and it felt like a gnawing pain. The clear pain and the warmth from his brother's body indicated that all this was not a dream, but reality... His brother really came to see him.

It turned out that it was not a dream... That's why the brother was so angry that he stabbed his knife into his own heart, because he killed people. He killed more than twenty girls in reality and made their bodies into wax specimens. He always thought that this was a dream of his. He seemed to be no longer himself in the dream. He allowed his jealousy and hatred towards his brother to take over. His body was dominated by another consciousness, and he did many things that he would not normally do.

"I'm sorry... Brother... I think I did something wrong... I made you angry..." The younger brother couldn't hold back his tears. He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his brother's face. "I really thought this was a dream... a dream that lasted a long, long time... I didn't want to wake up... until you finally came to see me... You came after all... Brother... are you here to take me away? I really feel a little tired this time..."

"Go to sleep if you are tired." The elder brother whispered in his younger brother's ear.

He held his brother tightly in his arms and twisted the handle of the knife fiercely. His palms were shaking, but he forced himself to use all his strength. He hugged his brother Dongzhi just as hard because he didn't want his brother to break free from his arms... until the blade pierced into his brother's body and completely crushed his internal organs.

When the boy in his arms completely stopped breathing, the brother finally burst into tears. His cry was so heartbreaking, like a beast that had lost its loved ones.

The elder brother set fire to the school's well cellar, along with the girls' eerie wax sculptures of their bodies. He took advantage of the night to carry his younger brother to an abandoned well on the edge of the town. He threw his brother into the wastewater well and watched the boy in a crimson Kabuki costume slowly fall to the bottom of the well. The pair of dead eyes looked at him from the bottom of the well, like a curse from an evil spirit. The elder brother couldn't help but wonder... Was it his brother he killed, or the evil spirit that occupied his brother's body?

The last scene on the stage was a heavy rain, and the elder brother completely sealed the dry well with steel plates and iron chains. He stood in the rain in silence for a long time and then left alone. His thin back looked like a homeless and destitute traveler.

The curtain slowly closed, and the development of the story was completely beyond everyone's expectations. The two brothers who were once so good ended up killing each other. At the end of the story, everyone could feel the brother's unspeakable sadness and couldn't extricate himself.

The guests had come to Sakura's first night show because of the names of Basara King, Ukyo Tachibana and Sakura, but the content of this story has far exceeded their expectations. Now it seems that what attracts them more is not the handsome actors, but the story itself.

But rather than saying that today's story is Lu Mingfei's first night show in front of all the guests in Takama-ga-hara, it is better to say that this is a story he wants to perform for certain specific people. The guests don't know that this stage is actually adapted from some people's real experiences, and even the humpback whales don't know the true meaning of this performance... Among the guests present, only Kazama Ruri and Sakurai Kogure know.

Sakurai Kogure looked at Kazama Ruri's slightly red eyes and couldn't help but whisper, "Is this all true? Is what Lu Mingfei is acting out really your own experiences?"

"Many details have been changed. After all, this is just a stage play, and it can't portray the real lives of two people." Fengjian Liuli said softly, "But the most important parts have been performed. Some content that couldn't be shown in front of the guests was smoothly glossed over. I have to say that their performance was very accurate. This is my previous life... my sad childhood when my brother killed me."

"Have you ever told Lu Mingfei about your past? How did he know so much detail?" Sakurai Kogure couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that the head of the family told him?"

"No, this is something my brother doesn't want to talk about. He won't tell anyone." Feng Jian Liuli shook her head. "It's indeed unbelievable, but it's not so unbelievable when it happens to Lu Jun. From the moment I saw Lu Jun's photo, I was convinced that he was an amazing man."

"But..." Sakurai Kogure wanted to say something, but she suddenly paused because she noticed a look of surprise in Kazama Ruri's eyes.

She followed Fengjian Liuli's gaze to the stage, and saw two words written on the big screen... "The Final Act".

Chapter 444 The End

"The final act" meant there was another scene? Could it be that his brother's death wasn't the end of the story? Discussions echoed throughout Takama-ga-hara, and no one could predict how the story would unfold.

Even Feng Jianli, the person involved, was stunned. He couldn't imagine what Lu Mingfei's next role would be. Would he be the older brother who climbed the family ladder and finally reached the pinnacle of the underworld? Or would he endure humiliation and hardship among the demons for ten years just to assassinate the general who deceived him?

What answered him was a deathly silent stage. Unlike the previous few shows where the curtain changed at an increasingly rapid pace, this time the curtain did not open again for a long time after it closed.

When the curtain slowly opened again, everyone finally understood why it took so long to change the scene this time. This was because the stage took a long time to set up, and the opening of this scene was particularly grand compared to the previous ones.

On the gorgeous stage, a beam of light fell from the sky and hit the head of the boy in the center of the stage. The boy was the younger brother who was supposed to be killed at the bottom of the well. He closed his eyes at this moment, sitting on a luxurious chair, wearing the clothes of Yunzhong Juejian Ji, with long hair that reached his waist, and beautiful makeup.

Through the gauze hunting clothes, one can vaguely see a hideous scar on the boy's chest. The wound has completely healed, but the scar still bears the testimony of the fact that he had been killed.

He was surrounded by men in black and girls in Kabuki costumes. Each of them possessed a stunning appearance, but at this moment they surrounded the boy respectfully, like the most loyal maids.

At this time, the man in the silver mask walked out. He was the culprit who caused the younger brother's temperament to change drastically. He came behind the younger brother and raised a silver syringe of reagent above his head. Seeing this scene, the men and girls in black all knelt on the ground, as if they were devoutly welcoming a grand ceremony.

The reagent contained the strongest and most powerful hallucinogenic poison, which was more vicious than the ones the man had tricked his brother into drinking before. It could suppress a person's nature, and at the same time awaken a person's most ferocious and violent side, thereby forming a new master personality that could control this body.

The man in the silver mask inserted the needle into the vein of the younger brother's neck. As he slowly pushed the medicine in, the blood vessels in the boy's neck became engorged and swelled, twisting like awakening snakes until all the medicine was injected. The boy's body was restless for a long time before it stopped. Unexpectedly, the hideous wound on his chest gradually faded as his body healed, until it disappeared completely.

The boy slowly opened his eyes. His first feeling was a splitting headache and his badge felt like it was being torn apart. Looking at everything around him, his eyes were initially confused, like a fawn lost from a herd. But gradually, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a cold look. His expression was as hard as a block of iron.

"Success! Finally! This will be my most perfect work!" The man in the silver mask watched the boy's changing expression with excitement. "Didn't I tell you that you would be even better than your brother? You have far greater potential hidden within you. Now I have unleashed that potential, and you have become such a great being!"

All the men and women in black around were clapping their hands vigorously, each of them crying with excitement. The scene was very strange for a while, as if a group of cultists were gathering to hold some kind of ceremony.

"Are you finally awake?" the man in the silver mask asked the boy surrounded by the crowd, "Tell me, what is the one thing you want to do most right now?"

"Revenge," the boy said expressionlessly. "Revenge on the man who killed me. Revenge on my brother."

"Yes, this is your fate after rebirth. To avenge the man who killed you, you are no longer the helpless brat who followed his brother around," the silver-masked man said brainwashingly. "He abandoned you and killed you. He hasn't fulfilled his brotherly duties at all. So, there's no need to show him mercy. Go ahead and pierce his heart with your long sword and crush all his organs with the blade. You must kill him completely, regardless of the consequences, just as he killed you."

"So you started approaching me a long time ago, using all kinds of means to gain my trust, and then deceived and manipulated me, all for the purpose of making me kill my brother with my own hands?" The boy asked the masked man.

"Have I ever lied to you? I was only guiding you. It was you who couldn't resist the temptation. Your evil will created an invisible barrier between you and your brother. From the moment you accepted my potion on the mountain, you and your brother were no longer brothers. Instead, you were the embodiment of justice and the devil. You will be locked in a life-and-death struggle, and only one of you will survive." The silver-masked man smiled. "So it's not me who's controlling you. It's the devil in your own heart that's always been controlling you."

"Everyone has malice in their hearts, but you have magnified the malice in my heart infinitely," said the younger brother.

"Because you are the chosen one, your evil side is very powerful. You are definitely the best guy I have ever met and the one who can inherit my mantle." The man with the silver mask sighed.

After saying that, the man clapped his hands, and a beautiful geisha walked out from the corner, holding a cherry-red long sword in her hand. She walked slowly to the boy's side, knelt on the ground, raised the long sword high above her head, and handed it to the boy as a tribute.

"It looks like your sword." Sakurai Kogure looked at the cherry-red long sword presented by the geisha on the stage and whispered to Kazama Ruri.

"It's indeed somewhat similar." Feng Jian Liuli nodded, "Lu Jun's stage design is really thoughtful."

The moment she saw the cherry-red long sword appear on the stage, Eri curled up the corners of her mouth, because this long sword was her sword. Before today's stage, Sakura specially asked her to borrow this sword as a prop for the performance, and Eri agreed very readily. Now seeing Sakura actually using her sword, Eri found it very interesting.

Suddenly, the guests in the audience exclaimed and screamed, as if they were frightened by something.

It turned out that on the stage, the next moment the boy took the long sword from the geisha's hand, the blade suddenly came out of the sheath. The long sword tore through the air and slashed at the silver-masked man with a swift and rapid posture. The man's body fell to the ground with a bang, and strings of blood spurted to the bottom of the stage.

Of course, it was just a performance, and Lu Mingfei couldn't really injure the actor. This was a stunt for the performance... The splattered blood was the plasma that had been hidden in the actor's clothes in advance. With Lu Mingfei's control over the knife, it was easy for him to only cut the plasma bag without hurting the actor himself. With the speed at which he swung the knife, except for a few people like Kazama Ruri and Eiry, it was difficult for others in the audience to tell that Lu Mingfei had cut open the plasma bag.

This scene was too realistic for the audience. The boy's sharp knife, the scarlet blood, the body falling to the ground... all of them stimulated the guests' excitement.

"I have to admit, you succeeded, because you did awaken the evil spirit hidden deep within me. I will seek revenge on my brother, but before that, there's one thing I must do." The boy looked down at the man's body and said coldly, "And that's to kill you."

"You've ruined my life, turned me into your puppet, and helped you achieve your goals. You've done all of that... But I don't want to be manipulated by you for the rest of my life. Even if I become a demon, I will live according to my own will," the boy said calmly. "If I want to break free from your control, I must kill you. Even if I kill my brother in the future according to your will, I won't live my whole life in your shadow."

However, the next scene on the stage was even more unexpected to the audience. Under the astonished gazes of everyone and the boy, the man in the silver mask who was supposed to be beheaded slowly stood up, patted his blood-stained clothes, and walked step by step behind the boy.

"Unfortunately, you are an evil ghost, and I am also an evil ghost, so I can neither kill you nor get rid of you." The man whispered in the boy's ear, "We two evil ghosts are destined to travel together."

The man clapped his hands, and the men in black and the geishas retreated one after another. All the lights went out, and the stage was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see what was happening on it.

Finally, when the lights came on, two figures on the stage were standing facing each other several meters apart. They were the older brother and the younger brother.

The man with the silver mask stood in a distant corner and watched all this quietly... Under his manipulation, the brothers finally reached the moment of a decisive battle to the death.

"Brother! Brother! I'm so happy! You finally came to see me again!" The younger brother laughed at the familiar figure in front of him, "You witnessed my death and my rebirth. I'm so touched. I didn't expect you still care about me so much!"

"I don't know what happened to you, but I can tell you're no longer the same person you once were. You feel like a stranger to me now," my brother said. "You've killed so many people. Your disregard for life is terrifying. You've become an evil ghost that this world cannot tolerate."

"Yes, I've changed. That's because you're gone. But you don't think there's anything wrong with abandoning me. Anyway, it's all my fault." The younger brother roared, "What else is there to say? Kill me! Kill me mercilessly, just like you crushed my heart with your blade last time!"

As he spoke, the younger brother suddenly rushed out, unsheathing his cherry-red long sword. The sound of the blade tearing through the air was as sharp as a bee's buzz. At the same time, the older brother also started running. The distance of several meters was just a matter of a moment for the running Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei. Murasame suddenly unsheathed his sword, and the blades of the two swords collided in the next moment. The raging flames illuminated the faces of the two men... The older brother's expression was like that of a cold stone, and the younger brother's expression was like that of a hideous demon.

There were constant exclamations and cheers from the audience. Who would have thought that they just came to see the handsome gigolos, but at the same time they were treated to such a powerful and impactful scene, the excitement of which was comparable to the showdown between two national kendo players.

This was something Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang had agreed upon before the performance. Instead of the two of them slowly waving their knives on the stage like children fighting, it would be better for them to be a little more serious and take this opportunity to have a sparring match. Anyway, with the tacit understanding between these two brothers, it would be almost impossible for them to hurt each other even with real knives.

But once Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang got serious, it was difficult for the audience to keep their eyes on their fight. Their movements were so fast that the blades turned into hazy shadows, leaving only the series of clanging sounds between steel clashing.

"Brother! Why are you slowing down? You weren't this slow before! Back in junior high school at the gym, you could defeat anyone who challenged you with that broken bamboo sword of yours. No one was your match!" The younger brother laughed wildly as he brandished his sword. "I get it! I get it, brother! It's not that you've gotten slower, it's that I've gotten stronger! The little brat who used to just follow you around is now so powerful that you can't handle him, right?"

"This is the only aspect in which you remain the same as when you were a child. You have always been so sensitive and delicate. It's really unbearable," said the brother.