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Pit 5 – Thank You, Senior Martial Brother

I was teased by someone who was sixty-seven years younger than me.

Recently, Dongfang Wuqiong felt really troubled.

This sense of defeat hovered around his heart for a long time, and was unable to disperse.

There’s a need to know! As the senior martial brother of Mount Shu’s Mysterious Inscription Sect, he always the one teasing others! There had never been chances for others to tease him!

With an expression of deep bitterness, he pondered. Just how was he going to take his revenge? His entire mind was filled with Gong Changsheng’s smile. He was so serious, he didn’t even hear the voice of an Outer Sect disciple reporting in.

Until a bottle of wine slammed onto his table.

“Senior, when you’re thinking about matters, it’s best not to pay all your attention into it. Please excuse this junior’s discourtesy, but you’re currently full of openings.”

“Xianyun!”

Standing before Dongfang Wuqiong’s eyes, was Dongfang Xianyun. He was the eldest direct disciple of the Carefree Sect.

When he saw Xianyun, Wuqiong was instantly delighted.

This person was a junior of his own family, and was very interesting when teased.

Dongfang Xianyun came forward in regards to the matters of the devil practitioners, after all, he was the first person to find Gong Changsheng back then. Though the Carefree Sect and Mysterious Inscription Sect did not make frequent contact, since Gong Changsheng’s incident was related to the devil practitioners, as a cultivator, Dongfang Xianyun would naturally wish to aid in the investigation with all his strength. Coincidentally, he belonged to the same family as Dongfang Wuqiong, so during reception, he was a level higher due to his status.

After this thirteen-year-old little fellow, with a little adult look, clearly told Dongfang Wuqiong all of the information he knew, he then personally handed the bottle of wine he brought in, used to honor Dongfang Wuqiong, to an Outer Sect disciple in-charge of miscellaneous chores. He did not have the slightest bit of curiosity to the new and fresh environment a child should have, as he directly stood up and prepared to leave.

Naturally, during this process, he was fondled in the buttocks four times, bear-hugged two times, kissed in the head once, and more, by Dongfang Wuqiong… It was unknown if this was the actual reason why he was in such a hurry to leave.

“I heard that Carefree Sect has taken in another disciple last year, but the Sect Master has once again gone into isolation. The new disciple is completely Dongfang Wuqiong’s care. The reason why he’s in such a hurry to head back, is because of that new disciple as well, right? Mn… So cute!”

“…”

The Outer Sect disciple who was hugging the bottle of wine, looked at smiling Dongfang Wuqiong with a speechless expression.

Mn! That’s right! I’m the one teasing others!

Dongfang Wuqiong who had renewed his confidence, after arranging people to continue the investigation in regards to the devil practitioners who had infiltrated the Sect, confidently returned to his residence.

“Sheng’er!”

“Senior martial brother.”

Gong Changsheng was currently obediently sitting on the bed, cultivating. After the “private duel” incident… He had been forbidden from heading out for three days. Though, to the public, it was said that he was reflecting on his actions in seclusion. In actual fact, it was to protect him from the hands of the devil practitioners.

Dongfang Wuqiong sat by the bedside, supported his own chin with his hand, and sized up this ten-year-old doll.

His heart was itching.

“Sheng’er, you’re really good-looking today.”

“Thank you for the praise, senior martial brother.”

This reaction is wrong, though?

Seeing Gong Changsheng replying with a blank look and without even twitching his brows, Dongfang Wuqiong’s sense of defeat once again began to slowly surge.

“Sheng’er. Back then, you promised that you would repay me, your senior martial brother, ‘through actions’. So when are you going to prepare to ‘take action’, hmm?”

“’Take action’…?”

Gong Changsheng stopped his training, and slowly changed to a kneeling position. Reaching out his hand, he stretched towards Dongfang Wuqiong to touch him. When his two hands reached the target’s shoulders, right after, the weight of his entire body suddenly came collapsing over. Dongfang Wuqiong did not expect that Gong Changsheng would actually make such an action, so his sitting posture did not allow him to exert any strength. And then, with a single sound –

Plop.

“Senior martial brother, what kind of ‘action’ do you wish for Sheng’er to take?”

“…”

I was pushed down by someone who was sixty-seven years younger than me!?


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