"So, what do I do in these two days?" Yang Qing languidly said as he poured himself his favorite tropical juice.
"You seem obsessed," Yang Qing said, his taunting, laced comment addressed to the Celestial Nesting Weaver, whose eyes did not leave the recipe list even after the remark.
"Are you interested in them?" the Celestial Nesting Weaver asked, his eyes still focused on the list.
"Them being the items on that list?" Yang Qing asked, pulling his chair to face in the direction of the Celestial Nesting Weaver.
"Well, I would be lying if I said I was not," Yang Qing answered after the nod from the Celestial Nesting Weaver.
"You are not about to tell me that you have some of those treasures stored up in your nest, are you?" Yang Qing asked, his lips twisting into a sarcastic smile.
The Celestial Nesting Weaver finally looked up and offered back a similarly looking smile. "Who knows," he said with a mysterious air that earned a contemptuous scoff from Yang Qing.
