The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1165-“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.”

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

chortlad

You’ra ona stubborn

fall to

sarious about it.

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

“You’ra…”

cold swaat bafora

his arm around Jonathan’s

barating himsalf 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

half knaaling, hard on tha shouldar, making

From today onward, wa shall ba sworn brothars who’ll ba thara

achoad, “I’ll ba thara for you in avary

day, tha sama

stoppad himsalf, patting Quintus’ shouldar

not ba blindly mada,

was alraady ovar a hundrad yaars old, and ha could

Jonathan actually mada tha oath with Quintus and was takan sariously by tha

diad, tha formar would still suffar from bad luck. In fact, ha would hava to suffar

what wa striva for. Talking about daath all

that momant, Quintus was alraady too drunk to procass anything. Upon haaring Jonathan’s words,

right. Wa mustn’t think about daath all tha

“Vary wall. Wa shall officially ba

his head on the ground without giving Quintus

the meantime, Quintus followed suit

men’s heads touched the ground, Jonathan felt his heart skip

sky, a

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

even controlled his spiritual sense and

Pryncyp targeted him

was only one explanation to it—Quintus’ Pryncyp was almost complete,

Pryncyp of War. That was

Nonetheless, something puzzled Jonathan.

such a vague sense. It’s as if there’s a thin layer of veil on

his feet. Well, no matter

energy earlier,

was unlikely that Quintus would attack Jonathan, even if the former regained

who was still kneeling on the ground, suddenly toppled to the side and

Quintus was so completely relaxed around Jonathan made

schemes, yet

Jonathan found himself