Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 714 - 709: Senior Brother? Senior Sister? (Part 2)

After a few rounds of simple conversation, Yu Weixiao finally turned his head, and everyone could see his appearance clearly. He was stunningly beautiful, like a great beauty.

Tuanzi blinked, "Miaomiao, should I call you Ninth Senior Brother or Ninth Senior Sister?"

Yu Weixiao slightly opened his mouth, slightly opened his mouth, and it was almost ten seconds before he said, "Senior Brother."

It was a man’s voice, low and magnetic, which completely mismatched his beautiful face.

Tuanzi held her face, looking below his neck, "But, but..."

The police officer beside them got a little impatient and quickly said, "It’s fake. Maybe your senior brother just has this preference, which is quite normal, since there are quite a few crossdressers these days."

Duan Xiayou and Gu Wangchao simultaneously said, "I’ve learned something new."

Yu Weixiao: "There... are... rea... sons... I... don’t... have... this..."

Duan Xiayou stared at him for a few seconds, then decisively turned his head towards the police officer.

"Comrade, let’s chat over here."

He left the space for his junior sister to communicate and interact with this slow-speaking junior brother.

Tuanzi was somewhat impatient, sitting beside Yu Weixiao, "Senior Brother, when did you get here? How did you catch the human traffickers? Why are you wearing women’s clothes?"

Yu Weixiao looked at her and raised his hand slightly, about one centimeter.

Tuanzi waited and waited, and after more than ten seconds, Yu Weixiao finally answered the first question, "Yes... ter... day... ar... rived... felt... here..."

Beside them, Gu Wangchao couldn’t take it anymore, turning around to leave.

"I’m going to buy you some food."

If he continued listening, he might just stop breathing.

On the other side, Duan Xiayou was communicating with the police officer. He hinted that the Ninth Junior Brother was an orphan the master had taken in, who had lived in the deep mountains all this time and occasionally came across electronic devices, likely without household registration.

The officer said, "We will check on this. After all, he has done a meritorious deed, which makes getting household registration easier than for a typical undocumented person."

In fact, there are quite a few undocumented people in this country, and if there’s no issue, getting registered can be simple. But for some, it might be difficult.

"However," this officer was evidently familiar with the Heavenly Cloud Sect, "you will return to Jiang City, won’t you? Should he register with us here or in Jiang City?"

Duan Xiayou hadn’t decided yet.

He thought going to Jiang City to register might raise suspicion. Yet to register in this city, they had neither a house nor knew anyone at the neighborhood office.

"Let me think about it."

Then the two sides also discussed what Yu Weixiao had done.

"According to what he said, he got lost and found that place," mentioning this, the officer had a toothache-inducing expression because, to get this information, they spent a long time communicating with Yu Weixiao, with only brief exchanges and long waits, "He heard sounds of beating and crying, felt curious and went to take a look. He suspected those people might be trouble and went in to ask."

Speaking of this, the officer couldn’t help reminding, "Since you’re the senior brother, you’re technically a guardian, you really need to educate him properly. When encountering bad guys, call the police instead of rushing in yourself. Though your sect members all have martial arts skills, you should know that against firearms, martial arts are useless."

Though few people can access firearms domestically, you never know, and they’re responsible for everyone’s safety, regardless of their martial prowess.

Duan Xiayou understood the good intention, nodding repeatedly.

The officer detailed what he knew, and upon learning Yu Weixiao came down the mountain to seek relatives, added, "He speaks so slowly, he must be ill."

He looked sympathetic, "It’s like someone who stammers; take him to see a doctor as soon as possible."

Duan Xiayou nodded once more.

When he finally got the permission to take the Ninth Junior Brother home, he was thinking that by this time, his junior sister should have gotten a lot of information, saving him from communicating with the Ninth Junior Brother.

However, returning hurriedly to the original spot, what he saw was a frustrated junior sister and an innocent-looking junior brother.

Tuanzi had tousled her hair into a nest, her small face dark and a bit intimidating.

"Ah, ah, ah, Senior Brother, you’re here, you talk to Ninth Senior Brother!"

She stormed off angrily.

Duan Xiayou, feeling helpless, looked at Yu Weixiao, "How did you make her upset?"

Yu Weixiao slowly lifted his head, seriously looking at him, and after more than ten seconds, "She... asked... a... lot..."