Fire Nether tried to explain, "Practicing the spear requires balancing work and rest. I just happened to need a break."
"Then why didn't Fire Nether-ge need to rest before?" Hu Jiuling blinked his big, innocent eyes.
Fire Nether fell silent once again.
Luckily, Hu Jiuling's attention soon shifted. He grabbed Xiao Heng, who was walking past: "Xiao Heng-ge! Let's start betting! Let's bet on who lasts longer their first time—Fire Nether-ge or Qingxuan-ge!"
Xiao Heng's face didn't budge: "Boring."
Hu Jiuling couldn't care less; he dragged Xiao Heng down to sit: "Come on, come on, let's place our bets!"
He spotted Mo Ye from afar and called out, "Mo Ye, come join us, yeah?"
Mo Ye lifted his eyes, a flicker of ridicule flashing in those jet-black pupils. He didn't say a word, just turned and walked into the cave dwelling.
From Fire Nether, to Qingxuan, to Hu Jiuling, and now Xiao Heng, just how many people did Ye Wu have to confuse?
But.
He was different from these morons.
