"It was a child who grew up in a teahouse."
It made sense that Master Xiao had such an elegant air about him.
"You flatter me."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
When he looked at himself, he really couldn't see what was so special about his temperament.
"Flatter you?"
The old man waved his hand. "Not at all, not at all."
"Master Xiao is Master Xiao."
Thinking of how Xiao Xiao could see Spirit Maple, the old man grew even more emotional. "He's no ordinary person to begin with."
The boy slowly chewed the Maple Leaf Crisp in his mouth.
His eyes shifted from side to side.
He was only vaguely following the conversation between the old man and Xiao Xiao.
Were they... exchanging pleasantries?
The boy came up with a word for it.
He tilted his head slightly.
Oh.
They were complimenting each other, right?
Watching the old man's relaxed expression, the boy nodded to himself.
The old man really liked this big brother.
That made sense.
If they weren't close, why would Big Brother have brought him here?
From the way Big Brother had addressed the two old people when they first met, it seemed he wasn't related to them.
Of course.
That was only a guess.
It wasn't impossible that they preferred to be addressed by their surnames...
Though that seemed a little too formal.
And it was less common, too.
He always called people like them Grandpa and Grandma.
At most, he'd add a word indicating which side of the family they were on.
He'd never put their surname in front.
Unless they were old people he wasn't related to. Then he'd use their surnames.
The two old people didn't eat any Maple Leaf Crisp.
When asked, they smiled and said they ate