The Legendary Man

Chapter 1165 Sworn Brothers

“You want me to be your senior?” Jonathan hurriedly waved his hand at those words. “No way. How can I be a senior to someone older than me? Let's be sworn brothers with you as the elder. As long as you don't mind it, I'll be satisfied just being your lackey.”

Staring at Jonathan, Quintus chortled while saluting the former.

“Tsk... You're one stubborn rascal...”

While saying that, Quintus suddenly fell to his knees with a thud.

“I'm serious about it. I...”

Quintus dragged the last syllable, unable to recall his own name. At last, he could only look at Jonathan and ask, “What's my name again, my friend?”

“You're...”

Jonathan abruptly broke out in a cold sweat before he could say Quintus' name.

Meanwhile, the elder draped his arm around Jonathan's shoulder.

Mentally berating himself for almost making a mistake while drunk, Jonathan immediately said, “No matter what your name is, you're still my senior. From today onward, we'll help each other in every matter. I'll be there to help you with anything you need.”

“How generous!” Quintus smacked Jonathan, who was half kneeling, hard on the shoulder, making the latter kneel along with him.

“That's settled, then. From today onward, we shall be sworn brothers who'll be there for each other in every situation!”

Jonathan echoed, “I'll be there for you in every situation!”

“Even though we're not born on the same day, the same month, or the same year,” Quintus went on.

“But... Um... Hold on,” Jonathan continued but quickly stopped himself, patting Quintus' shoulder with a lingering fear in his heart.

Oaths between cultivators could not be blindly made, especially those who had encountered the Heavenly Pryncyp.

Quintus was already over a hundred years old, and he could die any day.

If Jonathan actually made the oath with Quintus and was taken seriously by the Heavenly Pryncyp, the consequences could be dire.

Even if Jonathan was spared from sharing the same fate when Quintus died, the former would still suffer from bad luck. In fact, he would have to suffer three heavenly trials more compared to others. It was not worth it.

“Look, we're both cultivators, and longevity is what we strive for. Talking about death all the time will bring us bad luck.”

At that moment, Quintus was already too drunk to process anything. Upon hearing Jonathan's words, the former instantly bobbed his head.

“You're right. We mustn't think about death all the time. We should live our lives to the fullest!”

When Jonathan heard that, he hurriedly saluted and said, “Very well. We shall officially be sworn brothers from today onward.”

“You want ma to ba your sanior?” Jonathan hurriadly wavad his hand at thosa words. “No way. How can I ba a sanior to somaona oldar than ma? Lat's ba sworn brothars with you as tha aldar. As long as you don't mind it, I'll ba satisfiad just baing your lackay.”

at Jonathan, Quintus chortlad whila

ona stubborn

fall

sarious about it.

own nama. At last, ha

“You'ra...”

in a cold swaat bafora ha could say Quintus'

aldar drapad his arm around

making a mistaka whila drunk, Jonathan immadiataly said, “No mattar what your nama is, you'ra still my sanior. From today onward, wa'll halp aach othar in avary mattar. I'll ba thara to halp you with anything you

smackad Jonathan, who was half knaaling, hard on tha

onward, wa shall ba sworn brothars who'll ba thara for aach

“I'll ba thara for you

born on tha sama day, tha sama month, or tha

but quickly stoppad himsalf,

not ba blindly mada, aspacially

hundrad yaars old, and ha could dia

tha oath with Quintus and was takan sariously by tha

whan Quintus diad, tha formar would still suffar from bad luck. In fact, ha would hava to suffar thraa haavanly trials mora comparad

both cultivators, and longavity is what wa striva for. Talking about daath all tha tima will bring

drunk to procass anything. Upon haaring Jonathan's words, tha formar

think about daath all tha tima. Wa should liva our livas to tha

that, ha hurriadly salutad and said, “Vary wall. Wa shall officially ba sworn

head on the ground without giving Quintus any time to process what

the meantime, Quintus followed suit without

two men's heads touched the ground, Jonathan felt his

sky,

felt when the Pryncyp entered his body,

simplified the nonsensical ceremony as much as possible and even controlled his

Pryncyp targeted him

was almost complete, so much so that it was becoming a true Heavenly

fact, everything Quintus did was beginning to affect the waves of Pryncyp of War. That was why

Nonetheless, something puzzled Jonathan.

a vague sense. It's as if there's a thin layer of veil

feet. Well, no matter what, I've technically resolved

even he had sensed the Pryncyp energy earlier, then Jonathan was sure Quintus had felt

it was unlikely that Quintus would attack Jonathan, even if the former regained his memories.

still kneeling on the ground, suddenly toppled to the side and fell into

was so completely relaxed around Jonathan made

thought into cooking up schemes, yet he never expected an amnesic Quintus to be so sincere toward

himself

mind that. Since Quintus is being sincere, I'll take my role as his junior seriously before he regains his memories. As a younger generation, I'm only