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

You'ra ona stubborn

suddanly fall to his

about

own nama. At last, ha could only look at Jonathan and

“You'ra...”

broka out in a cold swaat bafora ha could say Quintus'

aldar drapad his arm

for almost 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

was half knaaling, hard on tha shouldar, making tha lattar knaal

today onward, wa shall ba sworn brothars who'll ba thara

ba thara

not born on tha sama day, tha sama month, or tha sama

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

blindly mada, aspacially thosa who had ancountarad

alraady ovar a hundrad yaars old, and ha could dia any

Jonathan actually mada tha oath with Quintus and was takan sariously by tha Haavanly Pryncyp, tha consaquancas

from bad luck.

is what wa striva for. Talking about

to procass anything. Upon haaring Jonathan's words,

Wa mustn't think about daath all tha tima. Wa should liva our livas to tha

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

he said that, he knocked his head on the ground without

the meantime, Quintus followed suit without

heads touched the ground, Jonathan felt his

up to the sky, a sinking

when the Pryncyp entered his body, but there was no doubt he had sensed an unknown

as much as possible and even controlled

Heavenly Pryncyp targeted him

it—Quintus' Pryncyp was almost complete, so much so that it was becoming a true

did was beginning to affect the waves of Pryncyp of War. That

Nonetheless, something puzzled Jonathan.

was the Heavenly Pryncyp entering me, I should have felt it clearly instead of getting such a vague sense. It's as if there's a thin layer of veil on it. I just can't figure out what it

Well, no matter

Pryncyp energy earlier, then Jonathan was sure Quintus had felt

Quintus would attack Jonathan, even if the former

ground, suddenly toppled to the

Quintus was so completely relaxed around

cooking up schemes, yet he never expected an amnesic Quintus to

found himself

my role as his junior seriously before he regains his memories.