Since then, there have been very few large-scale wars in the Warfire League. Even if there were, the strategic objectives of both sides would be relatively simple and straightforward, never anything as outrageous as "exterminate the entire enemy army."
In short—
"Today is the first day of the main tournament, we'll go with you."
Yu Chen leaned down to smooth out the creases on Motan's clothes, propped her chin as she circled around him, 'examining' him for a long while. Then she pulled out an adhesive cross earring they bought earlier while wandering, and put it on him. Squinting her clear black eyes, she muttered, "Hmm... I knew this would look good. Ah, I should have bought that bracelet back then."
Motan's face, full of astonishment, turned slightly red: "Huh?"
"Don't move."
Yu Chen scurried behind Motan, carefully gathering a few locks of his hair in her hand, sighed with a bit of lament after estimating for a while: "Ugh... too short, I can't tie it up."
