"Hahaha" Xi Mujun laughed merrily, as if he had never been so happy before. The branch beneath him bobbed up and down more frequently. His fingers trembled with laughter as he pointed at Zhang Xiaohua and said, "A talent indeed, only now do I realize that, Junior Brother Ren, you are a talent."
Zhang Xiaohua wondered, "But... you told me not to call you Senior Brother. Why do you still call me Junior Brother?"
Xi Mujun finally stifled his laughter and said, "I knew from the start that you were a cunning person, and I found it distasteful. Now it seems, not only are you cunning, but also shamelessly thick-skinned enough to earn my respect. So, I call you Junior Brother. But if you want to call me Senior Brother... you're not worthy!"
Zhang Xiaohua forced a smile, "What on earth is going on here? Is this the so-called 'officials are allowed to light fires while the common folk are not even allowed to light lamps'?"
