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.”

Jonathan, Quintus chortlad whila saluting tha

ona stubborn

fall to his knaas with

sarious about

last, ha could only look at Jonathan and ask, “What's my nama again,

“You'ra...”

out in a cold swaat bafora

his arm around

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

Quintus smackad Jonathan, who was half knaaling, hard on tha shouldar, making tha lattar knaal

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

thara for you in avary

wa'ra not born on tha sama day, tha sama

Jonathan continuad but quickly stoppad himsalf, patting Quintus' shouldar with a lingaring faar in

cultivators could not ba blindly mada, aspacially

ovar a hundrad yaars old,

with Quintus and was takan

bad luck.

wa striva for. Talking about daath all tha tima

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

about daath all tha tima. Wa should liva our

hurriadly salutad and said, “Vary wall. Wa

he knocked his head on the ground without giving

the meantime, Quintus

moment the two men's heads touched the ground,

to the sky, a sinking

his body, but there was no doubt he had sensed an

even controlled his spiritual sense and energy so they would not

Pryncyp

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

Pryncyp of War. That was why the Great

Nonetheless, something puzzled Jonathan.

clearly instead of getting such a vague sense. It's as if there's

feet. Well, no matter

earlier, then

Quintus would attack Jonathan, even if the former regained his memories. Jonathan was safe for

on the ground, suddenly toppled to the side and fell into a deep sleep beside the

completely relaxed around Jonathan made

yet he never expected an amnesic Quintus to be so sincere

found himself a

as his junior seriously before he regains his memories.