(A friendly reminder from kk: kk made a small change to the last paragraph of the previous chapter. Those of you who read it fairly early last night can take another quick look (*๓´╰╯`๓)♡)
Xu Wang looked at the hoe lodged firmly in the ground a short distance ahead, then at the bare handle in Zhong Ran's hands, and raised an eyebrow. Well, now this was awkward.
[What kind of miraculous move was that?]
[One swing and he split the hoe into two pieces?]
[If Leng Yifan hadn't been supporting him from behind, Zhong Ran would definitely have gone tumbling.]
[The ground barely got a scratch, but the hoe suffered a serious injury. That really takes the cake.]
[Hahahahaha, the MVP award goes straight to the ground this round.]
Zhong Ran stared at the bare wooden handle in his hands, his entire face flushing red. Both hands gripped it so tightly that his fingertips turned white.
Xu Wang didn't spare them much more attention. He soon turned back to continue discussing things with Pei Yanchuan.
The two finally decided to dig together, with whoever got tired taking a short break on the spot.
Pei Yanchuan planted his hoe on the ground and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the firm lines of muscle on his forearms.
Pei Yanchuan's form was textbook-perfect. He raised the hoe to exactly the same angle every time.
Pei Yanchuan was like a work machine, repeating the same motion over and over without expression. But after every stroke, he would instinctively glance at the person beside him, only starting the next stroke once he was sure Xu Wang had kept up.
Xu Wang wasn't slow either. He kept up with Pei Yanchuan's rhythm with ease.
Their coordination grew better and better, and they worked faster and