"Senior brother," Junior brother looked serious, his face like a stone.
"Hmm?"
"You're a demon cultivator, aren't you?" His eyes were like burning flames.
What the heck? Where'd he get a demon cultivator from?
"I thought it was just a hole... but you're not senior brother, right."
He started lifting himself up from his bed.
Whoa, there, buddy. This righteous cultivator doesn't know what you're talking about.