Uh… Sixth Senior Brother…
A scholar in plain clothes slowly walked to the stream. "That was your eighth senior brother."
"I know," the little man said, raising his head and smiling.
Is he that famous?
"That's the same as what Seventh Senior Brother said."
Same? How are they the same? Saying he's "evil when he doesn't laugh, and wicked when he does"?
The tree, as thick as two people, swayed.
"Although your eighth senior brother has a fierce appearance, he is the softest-hearted among his fellow disciples. You'll understand once you spend more time with him."
Sixth Brother still has a conscience.
"Yes, I know that Master and my fellow disciples care about me, but I'm just a little shy."
Thin-skinned? Junior brother, are you blind? Besides his dirty clothes, there are also the dirty clothes of the seventh, ninth, tenth, and eleventh brothers, and even the master's clothes in the basin.
The older generation suppresses the younger, and the youngest does the work.
This is the glorious tradition of their Tianlong Sect. Junior Brother should recognize the situation as soon as possible and stop deceiving himself.
"It's good that Twelve understands."
The scholar lifted his robe and squatted down, standing side by side with the little girl by the stream.
“Your seventh, eighth, and ninth senior brothers all have families, and they always bring back some things for their brothers whenever they come back from visiting their families. I just went to check, and there’s an extra rattle drum in your room.”
I put it there, so what?
“Agui likes the rattle drum the most.”
Her sweet smile put him in a great mood, but then those crescent-shaped eyes glanced over, making him think he'd been discovered.
"Sixth Senior Brother." The little boy looked away. "Did Eldest Senior Brother and the others go home to visit their families like Eighth Senior Brother? Agui has been on the mountain for two months now, why haven't I seen them?"
The person behind the tree was startled, and then heard Fu Xian say softly.
"Because I am the biggest one."
"Why?"
"Master was very concerned about his reputation. He always felt it was shameful for his apprentices to be just over five years old, so he started arranging them from the sixth in the family. They've only just passed ten."
"So there's no eldest brother, second brother, or fifth brother?"
Fu Liu patted the little boy's head gently. "Twelve is so smart."
This...this is possible?!
Xun Dao became docile.
"Senior brother, you're here to do the laundry too?"
Fu Liuwen smiled, his pale fingers dipping into the water, and suddenly—
"Cough, cough... cough cough cough..."
The little boy threw down his wet clothes and frantically tried to soothe him.
"No...cough...it's nothing..." Fu Liu's thin face had a sickly flush, and his body trembled violently.
If he were to say that he could cough up his internal organs in the next moment, Xun Ba would not doubt it.
"Senior brother, you're not feeling well, why are you putting cold water in?"
"Really...cough...it's nothing...cough cough"
"Give me your clothes, senior brother." The little boy snatched them without saying another word.
"Cough...cough cough...then I'll have to trouble you, Twelve."
Beast!
Xun Ba cursed inwardly, feeling sorry for his dull and foolish junior brother.
…………
It's hard to cure someone who's stupid.
This was Wei Changfeng's first assessment of his junior brother.
This little fool has been practicing for a few years now. Besides his astonishing progress in Taoist arts, he always looks like he's never woken up. Just now, Eleven said a few sweet words, and the little fool took on all the housework. It would be a shame not to bully him.
He gave a slight glance, his eyes clearly dead.
I forgot my clothes.
He got out of the bathtub, his fit body glistening with water, and walked out naked.
"Ninth... Ninth Senior Brother!"
It was rare to hear the little idiot raise his voice.
Wei Jiu looked over expressionlessly, only to see the little fool staring at him as if he had swallowed an egg.