Since that was Vasily’s family matter, Jared didn’t feel it appropriate to interfere. “Your younger brother’s residence is just ahead, but fighting is prohibited in Jipsdale. I’m afraid it won’t be easy for you to take him away.”
Jared knew Vasker would never be willing to return to the far north and live in hardship now that the latter was rich. He even had to face punishment once he went back, which would all the more contribute to his reluctance to comply.
Besides, Jared reckoned Vasker had chosen to stay in Jipsdale because no one could take him away by force as long as he refused to leave.
“If he refuses, I will still drag him away even if I have to risk my life in the process. He has committed such a disgraceful act that put my entire family to shame. I won’t let him off easily.” Vasily was furious, determined to take Vasily away.
Taking in Vasily’s demeanor, Jared sighed. “In that case, I should tag along. Perhaps with me there, it’ll be easier for you to take your brother away.”
“Thank you, Mr. Chance,” Vasily expressed his gratitude. Although he didn’t understand what Jared meant, Vasily was still grateful for Jared’s willingness to help. Jared followed Vasily back to Vasker’s courtyard. Vasker was visibly taken aback when he saw Vasily.
He immediately turned around to flee but was instantly halted by the two clanspeople in Vasily’s party. Vasker took off his mask and called out to Vasily in a panic, “Vasily…”
“Shut up! How dare you do something as disgraceful as this? Return to the far north with me at once to face the clan leader’s punishment!” Vasily roared. Vasker suddenly knelt before Vasily and pleaded, “Vasily, I cannot go back. If I do, only inevitable death awaits me! I beg you. Don’t take me back.”
Vasily was unfazed. He wore the same impassive expression on his face, stepped forward, and grasped Vasker’s shoulder, intending to take his younger brother away.
“Vasily, we’re in Jipsdale, so don’t force me. If you act rashly, we’ll both be punished,” Vasker threatened Vasily with Jipsdale’s rules.
“Even if I violate Jipsdale’s rules, I must take you back.” After saying that, Vasily wanted to pull Vasker up.
A cold gleam flashed across Vasker’s eyes. He abruptly grabbed his elder brother’s wrist and dashed forward with all his might.
Vasily was caught off guard and was pushed back several steps by Vasker. Vasker’s unexpected retaliation left Vasily utterly astonished.
“Vasily, I told you. I won’t go back. If you force me, I won’t mind dragging you down with me since I’ll die anyway if I go back!”
“Even so, I’ll bring your corpse back to face punishment.” Vasily leaped up and thrust his palm at Vasker. It was apparent Vasily had entirely given up on his younger brother.
Seeing Vasily advanced on him mercilessly, Vasker abandoned all hesitation and waved his arms, triggering the martial energy in his body to burst forth.
Vasker did that to alarm the Jipsdale guards nearby so they would rush over to intervene upon detecting a fight had broken out. Vasily and Vasker were evenly matched. Therefore, no victor could emerge from their brawl within a short period.
Their duel had indeed caught the attention of Jipsdale’s guards, but they merely watched from afar, not daring to enter the courtyard to put an end to the fight.
The reason was none other than Jared’s presence at the scene. Insignificant guards like them would only get scolded should they approach.
Vasily and Vaster soon exchanged over a hundred blows, yet not a single guard had the courage to step forward and stop them, causing Vasker to panic.
Seizing the moment while Vasker was flustered, Vasily kicked him hard in the abdomen. Vasker flew backward and crashed onto the ground heavily.
