"Yes, it was because of this incident that Dong couldn't stand him anymore. From childhood to adulthood, he would instigate me to pick a fight with Ya whenever he had the chance. But I didn't fall for it after that." Xuan said with some pride.
"But speaking of it, what happened to Ya before? How could a little beastman wander outside in the middle of winter?" After laughing, Meng Yuqing realized that something was wrong.
Hearing his question, Xuan shook his head and said softly, "I don't know. Later we asked him, but he didn't want to say. He only said that Qingshan Tribe would be his home from now on."
Xuan's expression was a little heavy. "Maybe something bad happened, otherwise the tribe wouldn't let a ten-year-old orc wander around."
Hearing this, Meng Yuqing sighed softly, and both of them were speechless for a moment.
Finally, it was Xuan who broke the silence. "Well... if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. Will you... still go to watch the fight tomorrow?"
Meng Yuqing was a little hesitant. He had not yet researched the pottery making method and the bark fiber weaving method he exchanged today. He wanted to make a small kiln while Xuan was still in the tribe for a few days, but the orc fighting was also very attractive to him. It was really difficult to make a decision.
Seeing his tangle, Xuan tilted his head, "You have something you want to do tomorrow, right?"
"Hmm." A muffled voice came, and Meng Yuqing scratched his head irritably, "But I really want to see the fight."
"The competition only lasts three days. It ends the day after tomorrow. Will we have enough time to do it after it's over?"
After hearing Xuan's words, Meng Yuqing calculated the time. There were still three days left after the competition. Materials and other things were easy to find, so it should be in time.
Thinking of this, he said uncertainly, "Should it be in time?"
"Should?" Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows.
"There's still time, definitely still time. Let's go watch the fight tomorrow." Meng Yuqing nodded firmly. At worst, he could just get the materials back and study them slowly by himself. He didn't have to ask Xuan for help. It was just a small pottery kiln. Couldn't a grown man like him handle it?
Thinking of this, Meng Yuqing couldn't help but despise himself. It seemed that he was too dependent on Xuan. It must be Xuan's problem. It was Xuan who always worked so actively and reliably, making him more and more lazy now.
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