Motan, seeing the curious light twinkling in the eyes of his younger kinsman, said helplessly: "If you don't mind, you can listen too, it's just that... well, sooner or later you'll find out anyway."
"If senior doesn't mind."
Though Yizou didn't quite understand Motan's implication, he nodded vigorously: "I want to listen!"
"Well, if you want to listen, listen then."
Motan did not insist but merely nodded slightly before turning back to Fire Yang: "Open your task pane."
The latter immediately opened his task panel: "And then?"
"What's inside?"
Motan asked.
"Help Grandpa Harryman feed the horses..."
Fire Yang narrated what he saw.
Motan looked at him with a forced smile: "Do you think helping Grandpa Harryman feed the horses is of any help to our current situation?"
"Umm..."
Fire Yang thought deeply for half a minute, but still confused, shook his head and ventured: "No help... maybe?"
