The young Daoist smiled as he entered the Qiao Mansion, only to suddenly see another, taller youth in white walking out.
The two youths were extremely alike in both face and build. Yun Youzi was stunned at first; then, after his expression shifted slightly, he sank into thought.
"How could this be..."
Yun Youzi frowned in shock and began calculating on his fingers. "One person would be one thing, but two... That shouldn't be!"
Only, after calculating for ages, he still found no clue.
"Who is he?" the young man asked with a frown.
The youth who had opened the door quickly said, "Big Brother, this Daoist priest has come to seek lodging. Daoist priest, this is my big brother, Qiao Gan."
"Qiao Gan?"
Yun Youzi asked him, "And you?"
"Qiao Zhen!"
Yun Youzi nodded lightly, suppressing the shock in his eyes, and smiled. "Good names."
Qiao Zhen said, "Big Brother, can you help me receive this Daoist priest first? I still have to go to the street to buy what Father wants."
Qiao Gan nodded.
But Yun Youzi's eyes rolled, and he suddenly said, "Second Young Master Qiao, in this poor Daoist's eyes, it would be best if you did not go out today. Otherwise, disaster will surely cling to you."
"Daoist priest, I kindly took you into my home, but isn't it a little too much for you to say that about me?" Qiao Zhen said with a wry smile.
Yun Youzi shook his head and smiled. "Then this poor Daoist has said all he can. I'll rest my feet, rest my feet."
Qiao Gan and Qiao Zhen exchanged a look. In the end, Qiao Zhen still led the others out the door.
In the Qiao Family's main hall, Master Qiao and Yun Youzi sat around the table.