Chu Yao's eyes twinkled: "Fish!"
"What is a fish?" Jiang Wang asked again.
"White meat! With bones, delicious," Chu Yao said, adding, "There are also some without bones."
Jiang Wang shook his head: "That is a small fish."
"Then big fish are the same," Chu Yao said, puzzled.
Jiang Wang chuckled, "The size you're talking about is narrow. The big fish I speak of is not the big fish you imagine."
Chu Yao's little face wrinkled up: "Sounds so confusing."
"Confusing is just right," Lian Que interjected.
Jiang Wang quickly glared at him: "Teaching a disciple here, don't interrupt!"
Lian Que said: "I think this kid is quite smart, you're wasting him. He might as well learn from me."
Chu Yao panicked: "I don't want to be a blacksmith's kid! My master is much more elegant!"
Concerned about his future, he didn't mind fearing the ugly man anymore. Besides, with his master next to him, could he really be eaten? He dared to speak back, though his hands never stopped moving.
