Compared with Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin's blatant "rebellion," Xiao Xiao's "gentle criticism" seemed even harsher, putting greater pressure on the young scholarship student.
He gave two dry coughs, his gaze wandering as it roamed across the dining table.
The Fat Wizard's plate was empty, so the young scholarship student immediately and attentively called over the dining elf to bring several more braised pig trotters. The Elder had finished his millet porridge, so the scholarship student hurriedly pushed over the nearby tremella soup.
Xiao Xiao put down his knife and fork, stopping Zheng Qing from serving him more food and indicating that he was full.
"Do you need me to twist on the spot?" The captain of the You Zui Hunting Team obediently helped the diviner clear away his dishes and utensils, asking with a beaming smile.
Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes and let out a full belch.
"No, thank you."
The short wizard sighed, feeling rather weary. He took off his glasses, wiped the lenses, put them back on, and spoke again. "...The Elder went to find us a venue for recovery training."
Zhang Jixin, who had just snatched a braised pig trotter from Fatty Xin's bowl, gnawed on the bone while nodding, his mouth full of grease as he made indistinct noises.
"Recovery... training?"
Zheng Qing repeated the simple, easily understood phrase. After hesitating for a moment, he finally raised his confusion cautiously. "I remember we agreed that the hunting team would hold a review meeting during this period and go over our experiences in Black Prison and the Trial Meet... Do we still need training?"
His final question sounded quite confident, and his voice rose a little.
Xiao Xiao looked at the wizard as though he were an idiot. "Reviewing is reviewing, and recovery training is recovery