Jiang Bai, Get Over Here!
Neither of the two of them wanted to actually deliver news that would infuriate their Master. So both just stared at each other for a long moment, indecisive.
"Alright, what about this, your number is lower than mine so you go," suddenly one of them spoke out, a barely discernible smirk on his face.
"That's unfair! You're going, you can withstand Master's wrath because you're stronger!"
"No, no, Mo Si, you're weaker so Master will spare you - and I can remain here to protect the kid as I'm stronger," Mo San shrugged almost arrogantly although it was obvious he was half messing with the other.
"This won't work! If I'm going to get Master infuriated you're going down with me!" Mo Si immediately retorted, his eyes blazing with both worry and anger. "How about this - let's settle it through rock, paper, scissors! Two out of three, the winner has to stay and protect the kid, the loser goes to report to Master!"