The eldest martial brother covered the little junior sister's ears, and once they finished bickering, he released her, leaning close to whisper, "Wu, they're bullying me with numbers..."
Upon hearing this, Josh's brow furrowed briefly with a flash of sternness, "Bullying my senior brother? They're asking for it!"
Both sides rolled up their sleeves and got into it directly.
As the dust settled, a group of people came up the mountain cursing and went down the mountain still cursing. They arrived in good shape, but left with bruised faces, looking especially miserable as they limped away...
"Wu, Wu! Help, help!" The second brother returned, clutching a basket of herbs, with several high-level cultivators in pursuit.
Josh caught his senior brother, blinking, "What happened?"
The second brother had a mournful face, "I rescued a medicine farmer, and he gave me these herbs, but they got jealous and insisted on snatching them away!"
