Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Few People

“My name is Cheng Yan. I’ll be your first senior brother from now,” stated the eldest.

Cheng Yan was quite laid back. He might’ve dressed plainly, but he looked erudite and humble, so he didn’t pale in comparison to the cultivation world’s genius, Bai Lang.

Mu Yu nodded then performed a hand-palm salute. “Greetings, First Senior Brother.”

“I am Xiang Nan, your third senior brother.”

Xiang Nan was a big and honest boy. He dressed casually, perhaps too casually... He had a hole in his pants but didn’t seem to mind it. Mu Yu presumed he had a second senior brother who just happened to be absent.

“Greetings, Third Senior Brother!”

“My name is Lan Ling’er. Call me Senior Sister.”

“Greetings, Senior Sister.”

“Hi, Junior Brother, I’m Kongkong. This is my younger sister, Miaomiao,” primly said the boy with the red bib, pointing to Miaomiao.

“Hi, Junior Brother, I’m Miaomiao. This is my younger brother, Kongkong,” retorted Miaomiao, poking her tongue at her brother.

Kongkong: “I’m your older brother. You’re my younger sister!”

Miaomiao: “I’m your older sister. You’re my younger brother.”

“This is all of us,” Xiang Nan clumsily answered.

Mu Yu’s eyebrows tugged up. Unable to believe the outlandish answer, he counted again. Including himself, there were only eight people. He asked again, “This is everyone in the sect?”

“No,” replied Lan Ling’er, shooting Xiang Nan a reproaching glare.

Xiang Nan covered his mouth and shook his head, claiming innocence.

Mu Yu scratched his head. “I thought so! A sect cannot be this small!”

“You haven’t met your second senior brother yet. Including you, there are nine of us in total,” stressed Lan Ling’er.

The atmosphere suddenly turned weird. Feng Haochen gently sighed and peered outside. Cheng Yan followed suit. Xiang Nan sneaked a peek at Lan Ling’er before pretending he was checking out a rock on the ground and kicked it up. Uncle An was his usual self. The two kids stopped bickering and held hands as if they were best friends. Mu Yu was still amazed he couldn’t count their sect members on two hands.

“Wh-where is Second Senior Brother?” inquired Mu Yu, regretting asking the question he shouldn’t have asked afterwards.

Xiang Nan winked to hint to Mu Yu not to ask. Cheng Yan shook his head. Kongkong and Miaomiao looked as if they were waiting for chaos to ensue. Uncle An’s gaze on Mu Yu had the latter’s hairs stand up. Feng Haochen was the only one who didn’t look back at Mu Yu. Feng Haochen answered, “You don’t have a second senior brother.”

Lan Ling’er pursed her lips to withhold words escaping her lips.

Mu Yu wondered if mishap befell his second senior brother. “Sorry, I did not know Second Senior Brother had passed away...”

“Watch your mouth! Second Senior Brother is doing fine. He just doesn’t want t-, it’s none of your business. Just know he’s alive!” scolded Lan Ling’er, before taking a deep breath to calm herself and returning to the mountain.

Mu Yu didn’t know how to react. Things didn’t start off on the right foot for him, clearly. Regardless, the mysterious individual bugged him. He questioned why nobody wanted to mention him. Where was he if he was alive? He seemed to be a taboo topic. He wasn’t sure what opinion to harbour. Judging from Lan Ling’er’s reaction, she probably looked up to him. At least, he knew not to thoughtlessly comment on his second senior brother in her presence henceforward.