"Dong Xiao, Dong Xiao, your Martial Arts are much better than Xu Lang's and Shen Hanshu's, right?" The Prince sat to the side watching Dong Xiao chop firewood, but this time the logs seemed different from usual, thicker.
Dong Xiao kept his head down, chopping wood, and didn't answer.
"Dong Xiao, what are you chopping all this wood for? It doesn't look like the usual kind." The Prince asked again.
"Boss is using it for roasting whole lamb." Dong Xiao replied in a low voice.
"Hey, Dong Xiao, how much does Boss pay you a year? I'll pay you ten times that, how about you come back to the Prince Mansion with me?" The Prince said in a low voice, "I'm very sincere, and you'll eat and live well, and at the end of the year I'll give you lots of extra stuff."
Before Dong Xiao could answer, Kong Hou, who happened to be passing by, let out a cold snort and tossed over a line: "Go wash up and sleep." With that, Kong Hou left.
