❛ how is it you always know what I need, huh? ❜ ( for Jing Yuan maybe? )
❝ Just because you're a genius with weapons doesn't mean you're all that bright. ❞
Despite the rude tone his words conveyed, he still held out the flask filled with water that he'd obtained before coming here. Honestly, this man was more trouble than he was worth. Always getting so caught up in his work that he ended up neglecting his own health. He would have even brought him a proper meal if he could, but he wasn't much of a cook. And he wouldn't ask anyone else to cook one either because..
Well, they were bound to ask why. And he wanted to maintain at least a little bit of his pride. For all their constant bickering, Jing Yuan still cared about him. Just as he cared for the others. Maybe when he was older, he'd be more forthcoming with his feelings.. But probably not. He couldn't see himself changing that much once he grew up.
❝ Take a break and hydrate yourself. Maybe go outside for some fresh air instead of stuffing yourself in here for another week. Getting yourself sick from overwork isn't going to help anyone. And I'm sure Master will give you an earful for it too. Even though that would be amusing. I could go around telling everyone that one of master's lectures made the great ▇▇▇ cry! ❞
That was bound to elicit a response from him. Which would undoubtedly lead into another lengthy verbal sparring session between the two. But that was fine. This was how it should be. Even being able to have moments like these were a blessing.
He would meet his master's expectations and become one of the finest warriors among the Xianzhou. So that he could protect even these petty little squabbles that he treasured so dearly.
