He pushed Tiger aside and vigorously rubbed his somewhat reddened eyes.
Rat, on the other hand, suddenly started looking around.
Tiger was clueless.
"Rat, what are you looking at? Is there something in the sky?"
Impatiently, Rat yelled back at him.
"Didn't you see how windy it is today? I've got sand in my eyes!"
Tiger was speechless. Wind? Sand? Really?
Xia Tingfeng watched them, a lump forming in his throat, rendering him speechless.
He took a few steps forward, surveyed the somewhat cramped little courtyard, then turned and joked, "Martial Champion, when are you going to get us a bigger courtyard?"
Rat hurriedly chimed in.
"Exactly! Not only a big courtyard, but I'm also going to buy two Maids—the prettiest ones, the kind that can warm my bed!"
Monster, oozing charm, added from the side, "I want some too! Preferably a lovely young lady, with a perky butt and long legs—definitely not short ones!"
Xia Tingfeng was silent. Why does it feel like the topic has gone astray?
