"G... Senior Brother? What senior brother?" I stared at him in astonishment. The disciple did not give me a chance to explain, dragging me inside while saying, "Senior Brother is back!"
What the heck? How did I become your senior brother? I thought. Could this kid have lost his mind?
"Senior Brother, stop throwing drunken fits. When Master comes back, you'll be in for it. Don't say I didn't warn you—if Master finds out you drank so much, he'll definitely teach you a lesson!" The disciple looked flustered.
I was speechless. Then several more disciples flew down. The moment they saw me, they came over familiarly and helped me up.
"Oh dear, how did you get so drunk again? You reek of alcohol. Hurry and take Senior Brother to wash up. Don't let Master see him, or you'll be in for a good punishment."
"I'm afraid it's too late. Every time, Senior Brother sneaks off to drink whenever Master goes out. When has he ever run into Master and not been punished? You'd better get used to it."
"What senior brother? I'm your senior brother? This is Fangcun Sword Dao... I came here to study..." I hurriedly explained.
"Senior Brother, we know you came here to study. Did you think we believed you came here to steal liquor?" A female disciple poked her head out from the mountainside, her face bright with an innocent, lively smile.
"Er... I'm your senior brother, but I don't know who any of you are..." I looked astonished. I wasn't afraid of being tricked— I had neither money nor looks, so what could they possibly do with me if they captured me? But this misunderstanding had gone completely overboard. If they couldn't even recognize their own senior brother, then they had all gone blind.
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