"Huang'er, come here." Yun Si raised a hand and beckoned.
Young Ji Huang rode a gentle breeze into the pavilion. The white-robed boy stood amid the blossoms, his features cold and sharp, his golden pupils untamed, carrying the fierce arrogance of a born supreme.
Unfortunately, that imposing air lasted only an instant. The next moment, Ji Huang heard his mother, Yun Si, say, "Let me introduce you. This is Qing Yun."
Ji Huang swept a casual, contemptuous glance over him.
"He'll be your older brother from now on." Yun Si pointed to the boy beside her, her tone as matter-of-fact as if she were commenting on the fine weather.
Ji Huang: "??!"
Yun Qing: "?"
The courtyard suddenly fell silent.
The two who had just learned they were "brothers" widened their eyes almost simultaneously. One was so shocked he forgot to maintain his icy expression; the other nearly flung away the cup of tea he was holding for Yun Si.
Ji Huang slowly turned to look at his own mother, then slowly turned to look at that thing.
"What?" Young Ji Huang tilted his head in shock.
"Me?" Yun "That Thing" Qing instinctively pointed at himself, too.
Yun Si looked at them both. "Yes."
"Your older brother." She pointed at Yun Qing again.
"What?!" His pitch shot audibly upward.
Yun Qing, who had suddenly gained a younger brother, remained fairly composed. After all, he was the one getting the better end of the bargain, right? He gave a polite smile.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Qing Yun."
Ji Huang, who had suddenly gained an older brother, instantly turned frosty. He looked at Yun Si as if he had heard the most outrageous absurdity under heaven.
"Mother, what gives him the right?!" *What stray cat or dog was this,