Choosing a master
"Where are you going now?" One fair boy next to Lyle asked curiously.
Another boy smiled, putting a hand across Lyle's neck, "Which master are you going to pick?" Nonso was a male that was dressed in light pink feminine robes.
He had long black curly hair and soft black eyes. If one was not careful, one would mistake him for a woman and underestimate him which was their own falling. Nonso was the second runner up and contesting against him was incredibly difficult.
Macan looked sighed wistfully. The boy was a little chubby and had a large smile on his face.
"I wish I was the one that had three Dao Masters offer to be my master."
Lyle looked at him. Even though he had the most pleasant countenance of joviality, several female ghosts were hanging around his corners, one even climbed on his back, her long tongue wrapping around his neck.