Su Li had gained a little brother, and Zhao Dong had learned swordsmanship. They were both in incredibly high spirits, and the atmosphere was cheerful.
After downing another pot of wine, Zhao Dong couldn't help but ask with concern, "Big Brother, you injured someone from the Law Enforcement Hall to protect me. The elders will surely come to hold you accountable later. What should we do then?"
Su Li took a big gulp from his gourd, tossed it aside, let out a wine burp, and said nonchalantly, "So what if they come? You're my little brother. Big Brother will protect you!"
Zhao Dong's heart warmed, and he said, a little embarrassed, "I'm grateful that you're willing to protect me, Big Brother. But I can't drag you into trouble. Maybe I should just leave?"
