Eldest Senior Brother? AD 1906.
In the middle of a hollowed-out mountain sat a fairly large courtyard.
"Hao Guang, call your senior brother to come eat." In the courtyard, an old Daoist priest wearing a Zhuangzi cloth cap placed the newly cooked dishes onto the table.
Hearing the old man, a white-short-haired teenager in the vegetable patch at the corner of the courtyard poked his head out, shook the dirt off his body, and bolted out of the courtyard like a wisp of smoke.
In the kitchen, a young girl with two braided pigtails poked her head out, chuckling softly. "Master, you've finally admitted that Senior Brother Chu is our eldest senior brother."
The old Daoist priest Ma Chao sighed. Where is it that I refuse to admit he's your senior brother? It's clearly that brat who is unwilling to learn our Three Truths method.
Footsteps gradually approached the entrance, and the white-haired youth Gao Hao Guang walked in with a young man.
"It smells so good, Di San Xian?"
The young man's voice was gentle and pleasant, but for some reason, it always carried a hint of teasing.
The young man wore black short attire. His hair, which should not have been worn long in this era, was tied behind his head with a cloth strip, leaving only two or three slightly curled strands casually drooping down. The corners of his lips curled into a half-true, half-false smile at any moment, and his brows and eyes were soft, possessing a delicacy no less than a woman's, yet the vibrant spirit of a proud youth was not concealed.
The young girl in the kitchen also finished cooking. She wiped her hands on a rag hanging by the hem of her dress, poked her upper body out, and asked, "Senior Brother