At those words, Yun Li showed a rare flash of resentful petulance before his eldest brother. "Ordinary sons of concubines like us have shallow foundations. Naturally, we could never catch the Young Lord's eye..."
"Oof!"
Yun Qing suddenly picked up an ink jade Go stone and flicked it. With a light tap, it struck Yun Li's temple, cutting him off.
"You brat, where's your usual cleverness?" Even as he spoke, Yun Qing paused. Tsk, he had forgotten-the brat had never been particularly clever. His main strengths were being stubborn as a mule and good in a fight.
Covering his temple, Yun Li silently curled his lip, assuming Yun Qing was merely defending the Young Lord.
Seeing him sunk in his own thoughts, impervious to reason, Yun Qing pelted him with two more stones in succession, painstakingly spelling it out as he threw. "Just because you didn't catch his eye before doesn't mean you don't now!"
Clack.
One stone fell onto the board and spun in place.
"I'm telling you to get close to him while you still have the chance! If you have questions, ask them now! If there are benefits you ought to claim, claim them now! Once you pass this village, where will you find another shop like this?" Yun Qing was positively exasperated with his failure to grasp the opportunity.
His hair slightly disheveled from the barrage, stones clacking down from his clothes, Yun Li forgot all about his bedraggled appearance. He jerked his head up and stared at Yun Qing in stunned disbelief.
He was utterly shaken. If he had understood his eldest brother correctly... "...The Young Lord-could he have some sort of... split-soul disorder? Or did something go wrong with his cultivation?" Yun Li could not help murmuring, his pupils quaking.
Half a year ago,