Yi Zheng had truly had it with this Old Sixth, he had talked forever and still didn't even know his name, yet he was already naming him!
Before Yi Zheng could refuse, he saw seventy-two strong men and fierce women stand up simultaneously, shouting in unison with voices that rolled in like thunder, dizzying Yi Zheng and making him spin in place, vaguely hearing something about welcoming the Little Junior Brother…
Then, his eyes rolled back as he fainted from the shock. His last thought was only one: "I want to go home!"
...
When Yi Zheng opened his eyes again, he heard the clear sound of a bell. He looked around groggily at his surroundings—an ancient house with rather ordinary decoration, but it had all the necessary furniture like tables and chairs, and there was an oil lamp on the table...
His mind wasn't fully awake yet when the door banged open with a loud kick, and a burly figure rushed up to him, grabbed his rabbit ears, and started running outside.
