"Hmm... when the time comes, should I call you Junior Brother, or should I call you Junior Sister?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Listening to his Senior Brother's heartless mockery, the corner of Noctar's mouth twitched continuously, his face blacker than a lump of charcoal.
"I say, my dear Senior Brother, can you stop laughing?"
"How about next time there's a matter like this, you go test it. I won't go, alright?"
"No can do, no can do, it still has to be you." Pureon hurriedly waved his hand, suppressing a laugh.
"I... I absolutely couldn't act out that kind of coquettishness you have... hahahaha!"
Seeing his Junior Brother getting somewhat angry, Pureon was tactful enough to stop, he waved his hand.
"Alright, I'll stop messing around."
"Looking at it this way, it's still that disciple named Taryn Lark whose moral character is superior."
"As for this Knox, he is completely a lecherous scoundrel. We can simply drop him from consideration, right?"
