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Mi Xiaonan nodded and leaped forward, jumping around excitedly until he reached Mi Xiaoji. Mi Xiaoji was taken aback as Mi Xiaonan delivered a playful slap on the head. "Wild Boar, with your current level, you wouldn't even know how you'd die in a duel. My friend can guess the locations of all your mines with just one sentence."
Beiyue and Cui Ming arrived and exchanged pleasantries. "Just a random guess," Beiyue said.
Mi Xiaoji asked, "How did you guess?"
"I noticed the explosion points in your marshland. Six blast points arranged in a plum blossom pattern, and all the distances between them are the same. I just took a wild guess," Cui Ming replied. "Can I offer a suggestion? You could feign a setup to make your opponent think that's how you've arranged it, then add an unexpected twist at a critical point to ensure your opponent is caught off guard."
Beiyue felt satisfied; Cui Ming had shown improvement. Unlike before, when he merely observed coldly without offering insights, he had identified the problem, explained it, and even proposed a solution. Of course, this could easily lead to dissatisfaction from the other party, but Mi Xiaoji was the one preparing for a duel. Cui Ming didn't care whether Mi Xiaoji was pleased or not; he was more concerned about whether Mi Xiaonan would appreciate it. Regardless of the duel's outcome or whether Mi Xiaoji followed his advice, Mi Xiaonan would surely feel grateful towards Cui Ming.
Mi Xiaoji, being a reasonable person, wasn't particularly happy with Cui Ming's comment but still maintained courtesy in line with the York Clan's traditions. "Mi Xiaonan, is this your friend?"
Mi Xiaonan replied, "Cui Ming and Beiyue... We came from the Eastern Continent to see you, and this is your attitude?"
After thinking for a moment, Mi Xiaoji said, "Please come inside... Beiyue, do you need to wash up? There's some dust on you; there's a water basin over there."
Beiyue nodded and walked towards the side of the small house. Mi Xiaonan said, "I'll go get the wild boar." The wild boar was still on the opposite bank.
Only Cui Ming and Mi Xiaoji remained as they exchanged pleasantries while walking toward the small house. Cui Ming remarked, "I can tell you're planning to challenge me? I didn't mean to offend earlier; I was just sharing my thoughts. Besides, look at my force level—I'm just a newcomer."
"Challenge?" Mi Xiaoji responded. "Then why not? Wouldn't that be too rude?" He cut off his sentence halfway through, only hearing the first part.
Cui Ming sighed; this was what happened when someone was overly generous—others' lives were none of their concern. Since that was the case, he might as well play along. If Mi Xiaoji wouldn’t issue a challenge, then he would have to do it himself and answer it himself too. Cui Ming smiled and said, "Xiaoji, if I'm not mistaken, there are quite a few force mines near this marshland, right?"
"Not many—just seventeen," Mi Xiaoji replied. "In plum blossom positions. Brother Cui, are you interested in taking a look around?"
What’s this about? I’m not competing with you for women. It seems Mi Xiaoji has quite a narrow mind; not everyone is broad-minded like some people think. What does Cui Ming dislike most? It's those who have already been rude yet act amiably like hypocrites afterward. Such people are difficult to deal with; you can't be sure if they're genuine gentlemen or true scoundrels—they might treat you well until you trust them completely and then stab you in the back. In contrast, Mi Xiaoji was easier to handle; he openly expressed his displeasure and frustration quickly. Of course, there were two possible outcomes: either Mi Xiaoji would be convinced or Cui Ming would face a disastrous defeat while Mi Xiaoji consoled him graciously from the sidelines.
Cui Ming said, "Then I'll go take a look." Without hesitation, he jumped onto a large stone in front of the house. With a Fate Card in his right hand, he flicked a card from his left hand. The Force sensed it, and the Force Lightning erupted, shattering the card into pieces. The second and third cards followed, each one striking with pinpoint accuracy.
Mi Xiaoji watched in horror from the side. Beiyue and Mi Xiaonan returned, aware that something had happened but not rushing to intervene; they waited on the sidelines. Cui Ming jumped down from the stone, and Mi Xiaoji bowed his head, saying, "I was being petty; I'm sorry."
Cui Ming replied honestly, "Actually, I could break such a fixed-point Force Lightning."
Mi Xiaonan interjected, "Xiaoji, your duel with the Bomb Demon is a life-and-death struggle. You both are evenly matched; using Cui Ming's tactic of feigning weakness would be enough."
Mi Xiaoji nodded and gestured, "Please come inside; there's not much to offer—just some wild vegetables. We could make a decent soup with this wild boar meat."
Mi Xiaonan added, "Speaking of food, we should consult Cui Ming."
"Mi Xiaonan, why do you have to make me clash with your friend?" Cui Ming retorted.
Mi Xiaonan chuckled and said, "Cui Ming, you don't know this, but my friend is a bit petty and lacks cunning. This time I insisted on visiting my friend first just so you could teach Cui Ming a lesson."
Mi Xiaoji protested, "Hey..."
"Hey what? Aren't you the strongest among our younger generation? But why do you always end up at the bottom in competitions?" Mi Xiaonan remarked. "You're too petty; everyone knows how to beat you—just provoke you a little. Cui Ming is quite impressive in this regard; if I were you, I'd adopt a better attitude."
Sure enough, Mi Xiaoji was feeling petty again. The four of them sat down in the house. Mi Xiaoji poured water and asked, "Cui Ming, want to show us another trick?"
Cui Ming smiled wryly and said, "Don't listen to Mi Xiaonan's nonsense; I'm just a newcomer; what do I know... However, if you're interested, we can try playing Rock-Paper-Scissors."
Mi Xiaoji placed the teapot on the table and asked, "What's so special about that? It's just a simple game."
"If your opponent is also willing to play fair with you, then it works," Cui Ming explained. "To avoid cheating, we'll stand back-to-back. Beiyue will count to three while Mi Xiaonan acts as the referee."
"Sounds good," Mi Xiaoji nodded as he turned around on a high stool.
"Just as I was about to speak, Cui Ming said, 'By the way, I'll play cloth for my first move.'"
Mi Xiaoji, lacking cunning, fell right into the trap and played scissors for the first round while Cui Ming played a hammer. Mi Xiaoji was furious. "How can you deceive me like that?"
"I made a mistake. This time, I really will play cloth. It's a gesture of respect for the host to make up for my error and tie the score at 1:1. Please play scissors," Cui Ming replied sincerely.
Mi Xiaoji nodded. After counting to three, Cui Ming played a hammer while Mi Xiaoji played scissors... Mi Xiaoji couldn't catch her breath. "You tricked me again."
"You're too clever," Cui Ming apologized. "I promise I'll play cloth this time."
After counting to three again, Mi Xiaoji played cloth, ready to take Cui Ming's hammer, but Cui Ming played scissors instead. Before Mi Xiaoji could say anything, Cui Ming continued, "If we keep going like this, you'll start winning, and your winning rate will gradually increase, but it will never reach 50%."
Mi Xiaoji said, "Wait, let's start over. This time you can't say anything; I'll do the talking."
"Sure," Cui Ming agreed. "And I can even let you have a little advantage; if it's a tie, it counts as your win."
Mi Xiaoji scoffed, "You're just boasting now."
"You won't know until you try."
"Then I'm ready," Mi Xiaoji declared. "This time I'll play cloth."
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