"I don't know, that's why Master asked me to call you over to take a look," Ming Lou said, running out excitedly.
Qi Yu's face showed confusion. "Why are you so excited?"
"Oh, you don't know, the guy who claims to be your brother is incredibly beautiful," Ming Lou gestured wildly. "He looks quite like you, and his spiritual artifact prototype is said to be a mirror. He's obedient, soft, loves to act spoiled, and keeps calling out for Brother Qi Yu."
Qi Yu listened, filled with bewilderment.
When they arrived at the main hall, she paid her respects to Li Yu and Yu Zhen with Ming Lou, then looked around.
Indeed, not far to the diagonal front, she saw a young man with an unfamiliar face.
This young man was about nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His skin was very fair, and he had a handsome, ethereal, and beautiful face. His pair of glazed eyes sparkled like a galaxy, and his thin lips were slightly curved.
Perhaps because they were both innate spiritual artifacts of the mirror type, or for other reasons, there was indeed a slight resemblance between his eyebrows and hers.
However... Qi Yu felt that the young man's face was less like hers and more like someone she had seen before, a familiar face, yet she couldn't recall where.
"Qi Yu," Li Yu, seated above, looked at her. "This kid says his name is Si Qing and that he's your brother. Do you recognize him?"
"...This, disciple does not recognize him," Qi Yu shook her head.
"Brother!" The young man calling himself Si Qing immediately looked up at Qi Yu with an expression that said, 'You're a scumbag.' His eyes welled up with tears as he tugged at Qi Yu's sleeve. "How can you say you don't remember me?"
Qi Yu was stunned. "...This... but I really don't remember you. Did you mistake me for someone else?"
"You heard me sing opera on the street. Back then, I was singing for a living. You felt sorry for me, gave me silver, and said you wanted to take me as your brother," Si Qing said with a tearful voice, on the verge of crying.
Qi Yu felt guilty hearing him cry.
Had she done something like that?
Even if she had, it wouldn't have been when she was disguised as a man, because she only disguised herself as a man after joining the Bei Yuan Sect.
Li Yu waved his hand. "It doesn't matter. Whether you recognize him or not, he's a promising talent. Since he's willing, let him join my Bei Yuan Sect."
"Thank you, Master and Mistress," Si Qing said, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Yu Zhen and Li Yu, then bowed in thanks.
Li Yu waved his hand, signaling him to rise, then looked at Qi Yu. "It's rare to have someone younger than you, and of the same clan. From now on, you two will share a room. After the talent test, Si Qing will be under your guidance. Qi Yu, do you understand?"
"Ah?" Qi Yu was dumbfounded, looking blankly at Li Yu. "No, Master, I..."
Li Yu's mind was made up. He turned and left.
Qi Yu stood there, dumbfounded.
When she came to her senses, the tall and strong Si Qing, carrying his small bundle, was obediently waiting by her side.
Qi Yu felt a bit embarrassed.
She hadn't expected this to happen, so her room was a mess, and she hadn't tidied it up at all. Ahhh!
No.
Is that the main point now?!
The main point now is that she has to share a room with a man!
Qi Yu roared internally like a storm. After calming down, she looked at Si Qing with a serious expression. "Ahem, well, because I didn't know you'd be sharing a room with me, I haven't prepared anything. You go get your bedding first, and I'll tidy up a bit."
"Okay, thank you, Brother," Si Qing nodded and ran off with his small bundle.
Seeing this, Qi Yu turned and quickly flew back to her room, frantically tidying her belongings. In the end, she made sure the room was clean and even remembered to pull the screen between the two beds.
After finishing, Qi Yu let out a sigh of relief, then wiped her sweat and opened the door to greet Si Qing, who was carrying his bedding, and led him towards the room.
"Si Qing, including me, there are seven direct disciples of the Master. You are the eighth. You must call me Senior Brother from now on, understand?"
"Okay, Brother," Si Qing nodded, carrying his bedding and walking at a moderate pace, right beside Qi Yu.
Qi Yu took a deep breath and turned. "You are not allowed to call me Brother!"
Si Qing froze, then visibly showed a wronged expression. He lowered his eyes sadly and said, "Can I really not? I have no other family besides you. You promised to be my brother."
He said it as if it were the absolute truth.
Seeing Si Qing's pitiful appearance, Qi Yu reached up and rubbed her temples. Although she was certain this was the first time she had met him, for some reason, she felt unable to scold him harshly.
Thinking this, Qi Yu scanned Si Qing from head to toe.
Why did she feel this way?
Could it be that this guy was too handsome?
"Brother... can I really not call you Brother?" Si Qing sniffled.
A grown man, standing before you with teary eyes and sniffing, was a truly beautiful sight.
Qi Yu couldn't stand it and could only sigh and nod, resigned. "Alright, alright, call me whatever you want. Speaking of which, how many years have you been in human form? To call me Brother."
"I'm only a hundred years old," Si Qing said, then added, "I'm still a baby."
Qi Yu took a deep breath. "Fine, Baby Si Qing, you'll come to my room. Put your things down first, then go get your talent tested, and have your measurements taken for disciple robes."
"Okay, I understand," Si Qing nodded and followed Qi Yu into the room. After he had neatly arranged all his belongings, he asked Qi Yu, holding his small bundle.
"Brother, Brother, when I was getting my bedding, I heard people say that there's a festival in the mortal world today and the market is very lively. I wanted to buy some things and go for a stroll, but I'm not very familiar with the roads around here. Could you accompany me?"