Shen Jinzhou glanced at Xiang Ling, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile. He turned obediently toward the man beside her, who was clutching a large handful of flower-white whiskers and now seemed to have grown twenty years younger, and said, "Greetings, Eldest Senior Brother."
Baili Jue had a deep foundation and was a sword immortal who cultivated martial arts fanatically. He had naturally reached the Tribulation Passing stage by now, and whether in bearing or age, he looked every inch the eldest senior brother. Clearly, Shen Jinzhou had made a hasty assumption by addressing him that way.
But the moment he did, Baili Jue leaped aside in fright. "Good heavens, Junior Brother! You can't just call me that recklessly. At most, I can rank fifth among the senior brothers. How could I possibly accept the title of Eldest Senior Brother?"
"What?!" Shen Jinzhou's eyes widened, while Xiang Ling giggled. "It seems our junior brother still doesn't understand our seniority. Master was far too hasty this time!"
I smiled and said, "If I were to enlighten you myself, it wouldn't suit my temperament. Letting you communicate on your own will deepen your bonds. What do you think?"
"Haha, Master has certainly thought this through." Baili Jue stroked his beard and laughed.
"Since Xiang Lin and Baili Jue have already introduced themselves, let Junior Brother Shen Jinzhou identify the seniority of the remaining brothers and sisters, with three attempts as his limit. If he can't identify both his senior sisters and senior brothers within three tries, he loses, and Eldest Senior Sister will punish him." I smiled.
"Good idea. Only Master can help me vent my anger." Xiang Ling deliberately voiced her support, and the other disciples found it amusing as well, with most of them agreeing. Shao Zi,