As they stepped into the courtyard, they quickly found that there were two servant children and a chef in the house.
The two children and the chef were all two-eyed experts. They did not have much cultivation talent—or perhaps they never tried too hard to cultivate—so their strength was barely passable.
“Greetings to the masters,” the two children said in unison as they saw the four friends enter. Their faces showed curiosity and reverence.
“Who are you?” Xue Wei asked with a friendly smile on his face. The two children were both boys. They seemed to be ten years of age at most.
They were both wearing simple white clothes and their hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin.
“We are the servants in this courtyard,” one of the boys introduced them while stepping forward. “I am Mo Yi, this is Mo Er.”
“Mo Yi, Mo Er, are you brothers?” Xue Wei asked with a smile on his face.
“We are,” Mo Yi answered. Xue Wei nodded his head and then looked at the courtyard in front of him.