"You only care about your own little plot of land and nothing else..."
Motan sighed and then said earnestly to Fire Yang, "Listen carefully, the Grey-white Plain and the Blood Feather Plateau are located southwest of Holy Mountain Sumer, they are..."
"Ahem."
Yizou coughed slightly with some embarrassment, and leaned into Motan's ear to whisper, "Senior, it's southeast, southeast."
Motan's face stiffened, and he chuckled twice awkwardly, taking a half step back, "I was just livening up the atmosphere, um, you give him the specifics, Yizou."
Fire Yang shot him a 'you've got some nerve' look, clearly recalling the glorious times Motan had gotten lost six or seven times in just a few hours when they were once helping Cui Xiaoyu set up her computer, and he snorted at the explanation of 'livening up the atmosphere'.
But Yizou, such an honest girl, seeing the senior asking her to explain, did not doubt his words, and immediately started to educate Fire Yang earnestly...
