Chapter 85: Got a Fever! (6)

Tyrant?

Emperor Quan gazed at his younger brother before him, savoring those two words, inadvertently recalling Zhan Se's frantic shouting in the rain.

His brows knitted, again and again.

After a long while, he let out a cool sigh, "Fine."

"Brother, you agree?" The sudden change took Quan Shaoteng by surprise.

Idly fidgeting his ring finger, Quan Shaoteng thought for a moment, "Not really. Right now I'm with the Blood Wolf Group and I'm quite happy hanging out with the brothers. And... brother, I've figured out what Old Niao meant, I'll be promoted after another two or three years. I can tell that Old Niao is deliberately grooming me, and I don't want to leave the Red Thorns Special Forces. But brother, my real brother, can you understand me, to give me just that little bit of freedom? Not to have Old Niao confine me again?"

Quietly smoking, Emperor Quan glanced at him, then finally nodded after a long while.

"Fine!"