Bai Bing Wen is already used to listening to his Jie-gege’s unbelievable stories that usually come from their creative great-grandfather, the Headmaster of the school. They go from time-traveling to mythical creatures and ancestral beasts, which all sound a little too difficult to believe.
But nothing could have prepared him for this ridiculous claim because it makes it even harder for Bai Bing Wen to take the matter seriously.
“What?” he blurts out in disbelief, sounding a little lost.
“I am older than you,” the silver-haired boy rephrases, sounding more affirmative this time. “If not by a few centuries, probably more.”
“Okay,” Bai Bing Wen deadpans.
“I’m serious!”
“Okay,” Bai Bing Wen repeats.
The silver-haired boy lets out an exasperated sigh. “I am, really.
