Senior Brother

A clear, ringing laugh came from the horizon. The man had yet to arrive, but his voice reached them first.

Before his words had faded, a streak of light cut across the sky and landed before Shen Changchuan.

As the radiance dispersed, a man in a dark Daoist robe patterned with clouds appeared before him.

His brows and eyes were sharp as swords, his temples clean-cut as if carved by a blade.

A Cyan Jade Wine Gourd hung at his waist, and the faint scent of wine lingered around him.

He had an upright look about him, the kind that made people warm to him at first sight.

"So you're a senior brother under our master. Junior Brother Shen pays his respects to Senior Brother Situ!"

"I didn't recognize you at first. Please forgive me."

Doubt showed on Shen Changchuan's face. When the man had given his name, countless memories flashed through his mind as he searched for Situ Yuan.

But he found nothing.

Senior Brother Hong Yang had once told him about their master's disciples, but he could not recall anyone named Situ Yuan.

Still,

on the Jade Clarity Immortal Sect's own grounds, surely no one would dare impersonate a disciple?

Besides, the man's aura plainly marked him as someone in the Spirit Wandering Realm.

Taken together, these things eased some of Shen Changchuan's doubts.

Shen Changchuan cupped his hands and bowed to Situ Yuan.

"Come now, Junior Brother, no need to say that!"

"Master has many disciples. You've only just arrived, so it's perfectly normal that you don't know me."

Situ Yuan laughed heartily and gave a casual wave. The Cyan Jade Wine Gourd at his waist swayed, its contents sloshing with a clear sound.

"I'm glad you don't hold it against me, Senior Brother."

"Will you be