"Zhang Xuan?" Luo Xuanqing's eyes narrowed as well. He anxiously turned his gaze over to the elder and asked agitatedly, "Which Zhang and which Xuan?[1]"
"Zhang, as in the Zhang with the side characters of 'bow' and 'long', and Xuan, as in the Xuan from hanging on a noose.[2]" the elder explained.
"The both of them have the exact same name? This... can't be possible... right?" It was as if an explosion had occurred in Luo Xuanqing's mind. With widened eyes, he staggered backward weakly, his face pale with disbelief.
That name was identical to that of his good brother. They couldn't possibly... be the same person, right?
He had only hung out with Zhang Xuan because the young man's temperament was to his liking, and to him, all that really mattered was that the young man wasn't from the darned Zhang Clan. As such, he had never thought of looking into the young man's origin.
Could he really be from Qingyuan Empire too?
If that was truly the case...
