Yun Qing paid no mind to whatever shock Yun Tianluo was suffering at the moment, intent only on continuing his "gentle" wake-up service.
Smack, smack, smack! An exceptionally rhythmic series of mind-clearing sounds rang out across the abandoned Opera Stage.
Everyone received Eldest Brother's overflowing love in turn and opened their eyes one after another. Yun Hua clutched her forehead, looking bewildered. Yun Li opened his eyes, then fell silent.
Yun Poxiao had barely shouted, "Who the hell ambushed-" when he saw who stood before him, along with those unusually restrained, solemn eyes.
The instinct-driven Yun Poxiao swallowed the rest of his sentence on the spot.
"Eldest Brother."
The exceedingly perceptive Twelve Young Masters of the Yun Clan immediately realized that Eldest Brother was in a hurry. A tremendous hurry.
The people who had just been sprawled every which way across the ground instinctively scrambled up, lined up in a row, and stood obediently at attention.
So very well-behaved.
Yun Qing swept his gaze over them.
"Come on. We're going to the Nether River."
Yun Qing turned, and everyone behind him immediately followed without thinking.
Yun Tianluo frowned. "Eldest Brother, what happened?"
"I'll explain on the way."
Having said that, Yun Qing seemed to remember something. He abruptly stopped, turned to look straight at Yun Tianluo, and emphasized with extraordinary deliberation:
"My cousin's grandson, bring everyone and follow me."
The air died.
Everyone: "?"
Yun Tianluo: "...??"
Cousin's... what? Grand... what? Grandson? How had his generational standing suddenly evaporated? Yun Tianluo's seven-aperture exquisite heart spun furiously, then failed to make sense of it.
In a rare occurrence, his seven-aperture exquisite heart stalled again and again. Yun Tianluo had just reassured himself that Eldest Brother had been muddleheaded after waking, only for reality to deal him another heavy blow.
For the