Dabao stood quietly behind the two little kids, not making a sound.
The two kids were playing with great enthusiasm, making exaggerated sounds as the crickets tangled and wrestled each other.
Dabao stood there towering over them, without any intention of disturbing them, resting his head on his arm against a tree trunk, just watching quietly.
Nuonuo was timid and only occasionally used a twig to poke at the crickets. Little Treasure, on the other hand, would poke the crickets with his fingers now and then. Without a doubt, these innocent little creatures must have been brought by Little Treasure, the Little Demon King, from somewhere.
The two crickets seemed tired from their fight, and one of them jumped away. Little Treasure quickly covered it with his hand and tossed it into an empty milk carton with a rip in it. Then, he deftly threw the other one into another empty milk carton.
"Sister, how about we have Big Black and Dahuai compete when we get back?"
