Ye Guixue closed his mouth, secretly thinking. When the battle began, if things went badly, he would have his guards knock his elder brother unconscious and take him away. Therefore, he stopped arguing with his brother.
Ye Guiyan seemed to know what Ye Guixue was thinking and seriously said, "My younger brother, I will never live alone. Abandon your idea."
Ye Guixue massaged his temples, sighed helplessly. His older brother, whom he had grown up with, knew him too well. And that was a problem.
The day was drawing to a close. He Zhong and Han Yin allowed Ye Guixue's remaining soldiers little rest before they resumed the pursuit.
Ye Guixue stood up, grasped the sword in his hand, and whispered to Yin Yue, "When the time is right, knock my elder brother unconscious and take him away."
As the youngest brother, whether his elder brother agreed or not, for the sake of his niece Qiuying who couldn't be without a father, he had to save his brother's life.