"—Don't we look alike?"
The young man in front of the young girl murmured subconsciously.
"It's because you look so much alike that I'm asking. Shouldn't you be brothers or something?"
Perhaps because the two before her did not give off much pressure, and instead made people feel comfortable and at ease around them, there was not much reverence in the young girl's words. Instead, she subconsciously voiced the doubt in her heart.
"Brothers...?"
Xiao Se blinked. Rather than being offended, he was more surprised. He had never expected anyone to think that way.
Only, before he could say as much, a figure turned into rainbow light and landed beside Xiao Se, revealing herself. She was an exceptionally tall, cool beauty draped in a Rainbow Feather Robe, her phoenix eyes extraordinarily noble. One glance at her was enough to make others feel ashamed of their own inferiority.
The young girl unconsciously shrank back. Before a woman like this, whose noble air showed even when she said nothing at all, she really could not muster the courage to hold her head high.
And that phoenix-eyed woman indeed did not spare her a glance. She only said to the young man before her, "Young Master, the humans in the nearby cities have already been gathered."
"Mm. Thank you for your hard work, Feng Qing'er."
Xiao Se smiled and nodded—this was what Father had taught him, that he had to learn to give his own feedback, or response, to other people's reactions.
A smile was the simplest gesture among them.
Feng Qing'er was startled, and a hint of joy unconsciously colored her face. But when she came back to herself, she slightly composed her expression and said with a little hesitation, "Young Master can just address me the same way Master does..."
"—Then