"What's the Commander up to now?" Jiuxiao Yun sat on the steps, sipping yogurt through a straw.
"You're a grown man, drinking yogurt is one thing, but using a straw? It's so annoying and dainty," Chu Jun sneered.
"You just don't understand. Straws are the source of all drink joys; without a straw, there's no drink," Jiuxiao Yun chuckled and continued, "Old Chu, you're close with the Commander, do you think he'll come back this time?"
"Drop the 'think'," Chu Jun replied.
Jiuxiao Yun took another sip of yogurt and was about to speak when he suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the sky without blinking.
Chu Jun found it odd that Jiuxiao Yun, a chatterbox, suddenly fell silent. He looked up at Jiuxiao Yun's expression and couldn't help but turn his gaze to the sky. Upon seeing it, Jiuxiao Yun widened his eyes in disbelief as well.
