"You old bastard! Just you wait, there'll come a day when even you won't be able to move…" Scholar Lv muttered venomously under his breath as he bent down to pick up firewood.
Dogwa sidled over and bumped him with his elbow. "Hey, you've got some balls, daring to steal Brother Li's sword."
Scholar Lv shot him a contemptuous glance. "What a joke. It's just holding a sword—what's the big deal? What, you don't dare?"
"No way, man. That sword reeks of blood. I get twitchy all over just getting close to it."
Hearing this, Scholar Lv looked even more smug.
"Afraid of that? Let me tell you, I only grabbed that thing in the first place because I noticed how heavy the bloody stench was. If I wanted to, I'd do it again right now!"
"Wow, impressive, impressive."
While the two bantered, they dumped their firewood next to the iron pot and turned to fetch water.
