Music System in a Cultivation World: What the F*ck

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i stared wide-eyed at the system menu. there, in tiny letters, were the words, "points: two". i smiled in triumph. i knew it wasn't rocket science!

"senior brother!" suddenly, my junior brother walked up to me from behind some bushes. an old dude followed behind him. wait... behind the bushes. two people... oh my god.

i placed my hand on junior brother's shoulders. it's the job of the older brother to set his younger brother on the right track. "you could do so much better, junior brother."

junior brother gave me a blank look, and i sighed. pulling junior brother away from the old man, i whispered into his ear. "that person is o-l-d."

"senior brother!" horror was on my junior brother's face. his face turned paler than a sheet when he glanced at the old man, and he tugged at my sleeves. "you shouldn't say that, senior brother!"

man, dude has got it bad.

"i know," i began. "sometimes it's hard to tear away from an abusive relationship, but you gotta do what you gotta do."

"he's the grand master, senior brother!"

well, f*ck. @@