Aloof, withdrawn top x playful, outgoing bottom
He is a descendant of the relatives of the Wanqing Sect's leader, known among the disciples as Senior Brother He. Dashing and imposing, he flips open his floral folding fan, its gold glimmering like flowing fire. Too bad he's a bit too withdrawn.
He is the only legitimate son of Jiang, the head of the Jiang family, and the apple of his family's eye, bearing all their hopes. Bright-eyed and handsome, elegant and refined, with a flame-shaped mark between his brows, he's a heaven-blessed prodigy. Too bad his family has never cultivated immortality.
By a twist of fate, Jiang Lin enters the immortal sect.
On his first official day as a disciple, Jiang Lin follows his master's instructions to the letter: get along with Senior Brother.
In the morning, Jiang Lin asks, “Senior Brother, what are you doing?”
He Xiyang: “Cultivating.”
At noon, Jiang Lin asks, “Senior Brother, could you teach me how to craft magical artifacts?”
He Xiyang: “Master will teach you.”
In the evening, Jiang Lin asks, “Senior Brother, can I sleep with you?”
He Xiyang: “No. You have your own room.”
“Oh.” Jiang Lin nods slowly, then calls toward the doorway, “Master, Senior Brother still doesn't like me!”
He Xiyang: “...”
Always using Master to put pressure on me!
Looks good, come on
Very very very very beautiful