After Feng Zhi Xing left, Sima You Yue was a little sad.
She didn't know why her heart would hurt every time she saw the sadness on Feng Zhi Xing's face.
"Master." Someone called out to Sima You Yue.
"Huh? Oh." Sima You Yue came back to her senses, saying, "Uh, that... what are you guys called?"
The ten of them told her their names, but Sima You Yue was a little out of it as she said, "Since you're one of Master's you'll be called according to your ages. You'll be Feng One, Feng Two, Feng Three and so on. I am not changing your names, but giving you nicknames. Got it?"
"It will be as Master says it." A square-jawed male replied.
"Which position are you?" Sima You Yue asked.
"I am the oldest." Feng One said.
"Oh, Feng One. What do you guys usually do?" Sima You Yue said.
"We accompany the Young Master." Feng One replied.
