Bryan's POV
Julio rushed over to me. His eyes glowed red when he grabbed my collar, and he raised his fist to punch me. My mother shrieked in horror; she ran so fast that she stopped Julio by pulling him away from me.
“I'm your brother, Bryan. You mention you don't want to compete with me. You are shameless to choose this throne over our blood!” Julio gnashed his teeth when he uttered those words. He was good to act that he was the victim, while I was the one who chose to fight with him without reason. However, he forgot that he was the one who pushed me to get the herbs. It was his fault.
“I did everything when I was the one who cared for you when we were young, yet you betrayed me. How dare you do this to me? To us!” He added.
I chuckled devilishly before saying, “I'm a useless son,
