Shen Zhantian looked a little angry.

Han Feng was slightly startled, "What excuse did I make?"

Shen Zhantian snorted, "Isn't Ximen Chuifeng also a low IQ? Aren't you and him brothers?"

Han Feng: “….”

Seems to make sense?

Han Feng was in a daze for a moment, pinching his chin and saying meaningfully, "How dare you compare yourself to Ximen Chuifeng? Ximen Chuifeng is a false god! How powerful is he? Besides, when we were brothers, Ximen Chuifeng gave me a lot of good things! I really couldn't refuse."

Shen Zhantian's eyes flickered, as if he understood something, "Then if I give you something, does that mean you agree to be my brother?"

Han Feng asked curiously, "Why do you insist on being my brother?"

Shen Zhantian said bluntly, "I admire people who know how to pretend the most!"

Han Feng's face darkened again, "You may have misunderstood. I'm not the type to show off!"

"Han Feng, you underestimate yourself."

Chen Zhantian said slowly, "When you first appeared, you exuded the aura of a king, as if you were born with it. You have no idea how much I envy you!"

Han Feng coughed heavily.

Chen Zhantian is really good at talking!

It's a miracle that he can survive until now.

"Han Feng, are you willing to be my brother?"

Shen Zhantian looked at Han Feng expectantly.

Han Feng thought for a moment and said, "Whether I will be your brother or not depends mainly on your sincerity."

This is if Shen Zhantian can give him something that satisfies him.

There's no big problem in being his superficial brother.

Anyway, brothers are meant to be betrayed.