The day's lessons had just ended, and the children in the classroom gathered around once more. The Miao family and the Han Clan kids had both seen Yezi and Xiao Xian's parents heading to the temple this morning, guessing that the two must have dared each other to stay overnight at the temple last night. They came to ask who won or lost.
"No loss, no win, call it a draw," Yezi said nonchalantly. Strictly speaking, neither he nor Xiao Xian had spent the night behind the temple at the burial ground, so both had lost. But of course, he wasn't about to share that with them.
"But what should we do? They say there can't be two tigers on the same mountain; surely we can't have two bosses," the Miao family children protested.
Xiao Xian remained silent. After all, the mess was made by Yezi, so it was only natural for him to handle it.
