After entering the courtyard, the child took off the white cloak and hung it on a bamboo pole clothes rack, revealing a smoky gauze outer robe he wore, and underneath it was pure white, high-quality silk embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns.
He wore a shiny silver narrow belt around his waist, with a white jade short flute tucked into it, the white jade being snowy, bright, translucent, and full of luster.
He extended his hand, gesturing for Ling Yan, Mu Yuan, and Hou San to sit on the stone benches beside the stone table inside the courtyard gate.
After the four of them sat down, he asked Ling Yan and Mu Yuan,
"How may I address you two?"
"Ling Yan."
"Mu Yuan."
Ling Yan glanced at Mu Yuan.
Mu Yuan felt a bitterness in his heart.
Only when using a false name could he say his real name.
Truly pathetic.
"My name is Yuwen Xingyue. You can simply call me Xingyue."
