"Are you sure?" Ye Hao asked with a hint of a smile.
"I'm sure. Even if you asked me to die now, I would do it without hesitation. You saved my life, so if I die, it's my fate, and I wouldn't blame anyone." Duke of Thunder had been through a lot lately, and his mindset matured. He understood that only those who know how to adapt can laugh to the end.
Just like Hall Master Zhou Ye of Treasure Island's North City Hall, when he was still fine, everyone accommodated him. But once things went wrong, they immediately showed their fangs, switched sides, supported his brother, and delivered a heavy blow.
"I don't need you to die; I just need a group of brothers who will support each other." Ye Hao laughed.
"Boss!" Duke of Thunder performed the highest etiquette, kneeling down with force.
Before he could kneel on the ground, Ye Hao lifted him up with one hand and said, "I said, I want brothers, not slaves, understand?"
