"Hi, my name is Yu Yue. I'm your Third Senior Brother."
"My name is Ning Zexuan. I'm your Fifth Senior Brother!"
"And me. My name is Wu Shuo. I was originally the youngest junior brother. Now, call me senior brother too."
The boys fought to introduce themselves. In the end, the only girl smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Qi Wei, your senior sister."
Such a form of addressing had existed in martial arts schools for a hundred years. Although it was now a modern society, they still called each other senior and junior brothers and sisters.
Everyone chimed in. Fortunately, there were only a few people, so they did not find it noisy.
Jian Ai looked at the passionate fellow disciples in front of her with a faint smile on her face. Everyone was so friendly that it differed from what she had imagined.
