Dugu Fu teased, "Wuneng, now I know why you're so scared of your sister. She's an absolute beast."
Zhu Wuneng replied with a smug look, "So, do you still dare compare sisters with me?!"
"Nope, not anymore." Dugu Fu hurriedly waved his hands in surrender.
"Heaven-Rotating Eighteen Forms really is a weird name," Dugu Fu grumbled.
"Yeah, the young master told me to rename it Awei Eighteen Forms too. He said that would be more straightforward," Zhu Wuneng said helplessly.
"Then why didn't you?" Dugu Fu asked curiously.
"I did, but my sister said it didn't sound imposing enough and beat me up on the spot." Zhu Wuneng gave a bitter smile.
"You've really had it rough." Dugu Fu patted his shoulder sympathetically.
"Still, does your sister have a boyfriend?" Dugu Fu asked tentatively.
"What? Want to be my brother-in-law, Fu?" Zhu Wuneng looked at him with a sly smile.
"Your sister's so pretty. You're allowed to fancy mine, but I'm not allowed to fancy yours? We're brothers-the pavilion nearest the water gets the moon first." Dugu Fu draped an arm over Zhu Wuneng's shoulders and grinned.
Zhu Wuneng rolled his eyes, knocked his hand away, and muttered, "What are you talking about? I admire your sister purely as a man who naturally appreciates beautiful women. I've got no other intentions."
"I know, I know. There's little Cuilan Gao, right?" Dugu Fu chuckled.
Zhu Wuneng gave him a hefty slap and curled his lip. "Get lost! Besides, you? You're five or six years younger than my sister!"
"Only five or six years. That's not much. Your sister's cute, fierce, and gentle-so many different charms, so many different pleasures." Dugu Fu kept counting them off on his fingers.
"Go die!" Zhu Wuneng cursed.
"o(T_T)o"
"Do you know why my sister's become