Yun Tianluo coughed lightly. He pressed his folding fan to his lips, looking unusually ill at ease.
After all, here in the Human World, he was still nominally an official of the Great Xia Ancient Dynasty, and a fairly high-ranking one at that.
He had come to the Human World to temper himself and comprehend the Dao, and joining the Great Xia Ancient Dynasty had simply been a convenient way to do so. But he had accepted the post and received his official seal, then vanished from the Human World halfway through his duties. That was hardly honorable.
Now that his eldest brother had hit the nail on the head, Yun Tianluo followed the principle that a man covered in lice no longer felt the itch. He coughed lightly, donned the full air of a "fine Great Xia official," and nodded solemnly.
"Yes, indeed. I still have some outstanding administrative matters to attend to."
Yun Qing gave a snort of laughter.
Seeing that composed, guilty look, he raised his foot and kicked Yun Tianluo in the backside, his smile unchanged.
"Then kindly hurry up and get your ass over there to finish things, Lord Yun. We'll be heading back before long."
Yun Tianluo took the light, playful kick without dodging, then pretended it had knocked him sideways, looking utterly pitiful.
Yun Qing smiled dangerously.
Yun Tianluo hurriedly straightened his robes and cupped his hands with a grin.
"As you command. I'll be on my way."
With that, he flicked his folding fan open and turned toward Xia Wujie.
In the distance, Xia Wujie watched the brothers' exchange with a genial smile. He looked honest and simple, but inwardly, his abacus was already clicking away.
His gaze swept unobtrusively over Yun Qing ahead of him. The fluctuations coming from Yun Qing