Zhang Xiaohu was unwilling to let it go and anxiously said, "Xiaohua, what exactly happened? From the sound of it, you've been doing better at Yi Xiang Peak than I, the chief senior disciple of Misty Hall! The restriction has opened, and we haven't even heard the news, yet you're already about to leave!"
"Second Brother, our character is good, isn't it?" Zhang Xiaohua said smugly, recounting everything from beginning to end.
"No way!"
"How could that be?"
"You... brat, you really have good fortune!"
"What? You... are going to Great Forest Temple?"
By the time Zhang Xiaohua had finished speaking, his mouth dry and tongue parched, Zhang Xiaohu's heart had risen and fallen along with his tale. Though he knew Zhang Xiaohua was right before him and had not lost a single hair, he was still his own blood brother. How could he not worry?
"Master Chang Geng of Great Forest Temple has seen you before. Be careful not to let him discover anything."
"How could he?" Zhang Xiaohua slapped his chest. "Even Great Hero Wen didn't recognize me, much less a Monk Chang Geng!"
"Hehe, Xiaohua, you really are lucky. First Nie Qianyu, then Zhang Ping'er, and now Meng has appeared. By the way, is Meng pretty? How does she compare to Nie Qianyu? To Zhang Ping'er?"
Zhang Xiaohua was greatly embarrassed. "Second Brother, Meng is Master Jingxuan's disciple. She... she's also your senior sister!"
"Oh, right!" Zhang Xiaohu slapped his forehead and laughed. "I forgot about that. Some day, I'll use a martial arts question as an excuse to visit Yi Xiang Peak and take a look at this younger sister-in-law! I'll inspect her for Father and Mother first!"
"Mm, I think that'll work." Zhang Xiaohua refused to be outdone. "You'd better bring Second Sister-in-law and Chen