The other two people in the room, Master of the Land and Ao, were taken aback by Jin Jiuchi's warm and enthusiastic demeanor.
"S-Second Young Master…?" Ao rubbed his eyes in disbelief, unable to believe the sight in front of him.
Hadn't the two Young Masters always been in an antagonistic relationship? Despite being blood-related brothers, the two of them were more like enemies, always treating each other like eyesores and competing for the Master's favor. It was already good that the Second Young Master didn't hold a knife to his brother's throat as soon as their eyes met, how could he possibly take the initiative to greet and hug the other person?
Ao felt utterly incredulous; his current feeling was similar to watching a dung beetle emerge from a cocoon which was supposed to contain a butterfly.
On the other hand, the apparent shock, disgust, and murderous intent in the Eldest Young Master's eyes seemed more natural.