Looks Like My Bro's About to Drive a Range Rover

Mu En was speechless.

Watching Ye Qing and Bei Bei act out their little display of "brotherly love and respect," the wise old man suddenly found it hard to look at them.

Unless he had gone senile, his great-great-grandson Bei Bei was a few months older than Ye Qing, wasn't he?

And he was already calling him "Brother Ye"?

The only thing that comforted Mu En was that Bei Bei had become much more cheerful, no longer withdrawn and solitary as he had been before. In light of that, he could set the other little details aside.

"Lexuan, do you see them?" Mu En turned to Zhang Lexuan, who had already composed herself, and said with a smile, "The blue-haired child is my great-great-grandson. His name is Bei Bei. The black-haired child is Bei Bei's friend, Ye Qing."

"You're older than both of them. I hope you'll look after them more in the future."

"Bei Bei, Ye Qing..." Zhang Lexuan nodded gently and said firmly, "I understand, Senior. I'll make sure to take good care of them!"

If this is what you want me to do, then I'll do everything in my power to carry out your wishes.

Because this is one of the few ways I can repay you.

"Good girl. There's no need to call me Senior. Just call me Mu En from now on," Mu En said kindly, rubbing Zhang Lexuan's little head.

"All right, Mu En."

This was the first time Ye Qing and Zhang Lexuan met.

Having not seen Mu En earlier that day, Ye Qing had assumed he had something to attend to. As the master of the Sea God Pavilion, he surely wasn't as idle as a little brat like him. What he hadn't expected was for Mu En to bring Zhang Lexuan back.

Young people on the Douluo Continent generally developed early, especially Soul Masters. Once they had put on a Soul Ring or two, they basically looked like seventeen- or eighteen-year-olds.

When Mu En descended from the sky with Zhang Lexuan, Ye Qing had initially thought she was some disciple from the Inner Court, until Mu En spoke...

"Bei Bei, Little Ye, come over here. Let me introduce someone to you." Mu En smiled and beckoned to Ye Qing and Bei Bei, then brought Zhang Lexuan before them. "Her name is Zhang Lexuan. From now on, she'll be your big sister. I hope you'll all get along."

Ye Qing lost his grip on the topmouth culter he had been about to sacrifice to the Flame God, and it fell straight to the ground.

Zhang Lexuan?!

Ye Qing blinked, looking at the travel-worn girl, whose face had been wiped clean to reveal delicate, lovely features, then at the somewhat clueless Bei Bei beside him, who immediately bent down to pick up the fish he had been about to roast. He felt utterly disheveled in the wind.

Well, well, well. I never knew you were that kind of guy, Old Mu. Bei Bei hasn't even awakened his Martial Soul yet, has he?

And you're already planning a child bride for him?

Wait.

"Big sister?" Only then did Ye Qing register how Mu En had introduced Zhang Lexuan.

"Yes. Is there something you're confused about, Little Ye?" Mu En asked with a smile.

"No, no. Hello, Sister Lexuan." Ye Qing hurriedly waved his hands, then greeted Zhang Lexuan.

Hearing herself called "big sister" stirred something in Zhang Lexuan's heart, which had grown somewhat numb after the tragedy of her family's slaughter. As she looked at Ye Qing's round, smiling little face, a trace of warmth surfaced in her eyes.

"Hello, little brother Ye Qing~"

After stuffing the topmouth culter back into Ye Qing's hand, the dim-witted Bei Bei copied his tone and called her Sister Lexuan too.

It was the same form of address, but after Zhang Lexuan had already been moved once, its second impression was clearly less profound. Still, Zhang Lexuan understood that Mu En had told her earlier that Bei Bei was his great-great-grandson, his blood relative, while Ye Qing was merely Bei Bei's friend.

She was here to repay a debt of gratitude.

Even if Ye Qing had stirred something in her, she still devoted more of her attention to Bei Bei.

They were a family in perfect harmony. Mu En watched with a warm smile as Zhang Lexuan brushed the dust Bei Bei had picked up while playing off his clothes. Bei Bei obediently stood still, while Zhang Lexuan's eyes were earnest.

Only Ye Qing seemed like an outsider.

He gave a small shrug. Rather than be a third wheel and stir up trouble, he tossed the topmouth culter into the fire as a sacrifice to the Flame God, then took his fishing rod and went back to fishing.

So what if we both call her big sister? Mu En clearly brought Zhang Lexuan back, and he's probably already avenged her too. She knows exactly what she wants. One is willing to strike, and the other is willing to take the blow.

Why should I go sticking my nose into it?

No matter how close they were, he was still an outsider. Only his body had become smaller; it wasn't as though he had lost all his understanding of social relationships. Ye Qing had no interest in going over there just to make himself unwelcome.

So...

Who exactly is the Flame God? Ye Qing glanced back at the topmouth culter, which had already begun to char, and spent a second in bewilderment.

Whatever.

It's not like you'll send down a divine trial for me anyway. Humbly treating you to one topmouth culter is the greatest respect I can offer.

His thoughts began to drift. He silently watched his float rise and fall with the rippling lake water. His small figure and the grandfather with his two grandchildren nearby were clearly only a stone's throw apart, yet they seemed separated by an entire world.

"Fish on!"

A plump, succulent Crucian Carp broke through the lake's surface as Ye Qing swung his rod. After tracing a graceful arc through the air, it landed on the grass beside Sea God Lake.

After that day, Ye Qing spent less time playing with Bei Bei. Even though Bei Bei still came to find him from time to time, Zhang Lexuan was always at Bei Bei's side.

She truly carried out Mu En's instruction to "take good care of him," protecting Bei Bei with meticulous attention. To Ye Qing, though, it was a little bizarre.

She felt like a mother looking after her child...

That was a bit much for Ye Qing. Neither before nor after his transmigration had he ever experienced the sort of life Bei Bei led, and he wasn't used to having someone follow him around every day.

So Ye Qing also began avoiding contact with Bei Bei, sometimes deliberately and sometimes not, spending more of his time fishing.

Clinging to a powerful patron's thigh was certainly important, but if doing so made him uncomfortable, Ye Qing would choose to give it up. In any case, he belonged to Shrek and had that old geezer Ye Feng backing him. It wasn't as though he would be left without a soul to turn to, isolated and helpless.

Time passed, day by day.

Ye Qing read and fished, neglecting neither learning nor leisure.

Three months later, Bei Bei, who turned six before him, awakened the Douluo Continent's most iconic power-a Martial Soul-during an Awakening Ritual personally presided over by Mu En.

A Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bearing the bloodline of the Radiant Sacred Dragon, innate full soul power, and the potential to reach the ultimate pinnacle.

He had talent, he had backing, and Mu En had even found him his future wife.

Oh, damn. Looks like my bro really is about to drive a Range Rover.