"Then let's change the act! Journey to the West is too long. I couldn't finish telling it even by dawn," Yu Lin Bloodhawk said.
"I want to hear Journey to the West!" Their hostess, Miss Sylvanas, was extremely stubborn.
"Haven't you heard it already?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked.
"I want to hear it again!" Miss Sylvanas was as willful as a child.
Mr. Yu Lin Bloodhawk, with two famous titles hanging above his head, leaped up as though a bee had stung him on the backside.
He pointed at their beautiful, distinguished hostess, Miss Sylvanas, and shouted, "I've figured it out! You didn't forget your lines at all. You did it on purpose! Didn't you? Didn't you?"
Miss Sylvanas turned her beautiful face aside and said nothing.
"I knew it! I knew it! Whenever I'm with you, you always find some way to mess with me!" Mr. Yu Lin Bloodhawk shouted, hopping about.
Suddenly, he stopped in astonishment, because he had spotted his own astonished face enlarged on the screen.
"Who told you to turn the camera this way? Turn it back! Turn it back! Stop making things worse!" Miss Sylvanas turned and snapped. She really did sound a little angry.
"Yes, yes, yes... We thought this was part of the act..." An unidentified voice came from the screen, and then the picture returned to the makeshift table.
This time, not only did the orcs burst out laughing, but all the elves joined in with thunderous laughter.
Every elf clutched their stomach with laughter, while the orcs were even worse, practically itching to pound the ground with both hands to express their delight. So more than one person was making a fool of themselves! The orc chieftain laughed heartily too, finally letting out some of his pent-up frustration. These elves