"Eldest Senior Brother! It's me! Xiao Feng!" Hearing Ouyang's words, the yellow-haired Xiao Feng immediately panicked and hurriedly spoke up.
How had Eldest Senior Brother stopped recognizing him after he had been away for just a few years?
Ouyang took a closer look. Huh, it really was Xiao Feng, who had gone off to Takama-ga-hara to become the Half-Demon Great Emperor!
Ouyang eyed Xiao Feng suspiciously as he grinned foolishly at him beneath that mop of yellow hair. For some reason, alarm bells were ringing in his heart.
Especially with Tutu still in his arms, the sight of Xiao Feng's yellow hair left him inexplicably agitated.
Everyone on Little Mountain Peak belonged to the same sect, and Tutu was still so young. Surely this little blond punk wouldn't have any improper designs on her?
Even rabbits didn't eat the grass beside their own burrows. Besides, with so many nonhuman girls in Takama-ga-hara, this brat's tastes must have been led astray by now. Maybe he had even started liking double rows of buttons!
He reassured himself while keeping a wary eye on Xiao Feng. Although this was his own junior brother, that getup, which looked ready to steal away their mascot, still kept Ouyang from resting easy.
As wary as an old father protecting his daughter, Ouyang glared at Xiao Feng and couldn't help scolding him. "You brat, why couldn't you learn something good instead of copying people who dye their hair yellow?"
Hearing his eldest senior brother scold him like that, Xiao Feng froze. He involuntarily touched his hair and looked at Ouyang apprehensively. "Eldest Senior Brother, is there something wrong with my hair? I've been merging with Vermilion Bird essence blood lately, and it's caused my hair to mutate a little."
Watching Xiao Feng touch his hair, Ouyang unconsciously