The Ningxue Sword leaned over. "Brother Dao, what are you thinking about with that serious face?"
"Can't tell you."
Xue Fuxiao went off to drink with a dark face. If this cheap bastard finds out I just got reamed, wouldn't that be insanely embarrassing?
Behind him, the Ningxue Sword muttered under his breath, "What are you putting on airs for? Just looking at your face, who wouldn't know you just got reamed?"
The hall was bustling with noise and excitement.
Back in the shade of the trees, the two Silver Wolves finally had a rare moment of rest; after they'd finished eating, no one came to fight them. Way too comfy…
The couple snuggled together, enjoying the hard-won peace.
They howled softly to each other, awooo awooo.
Translated, it went like this.
"Dear, I want to go back. It's too exhausting here, wuuu… this just isn't a life for wolves…"
"Honey, I want to go back too, but just endure a bit longer. After the bitterness comes the sweetness. It's all for the kids…"
