Wenren Li’s gaze returned to the little blue bird whose feathers were beginning to puff up. He gently stroked the back of the bird’s neck with the pad of his index finger. His technique for smoothing Chen Yixin’s ruffled feathers was so practiced that the puffed-up plumage finally settled again.
Chirp… Chen Yixin narrowed his eyes comfortably under the petting.
The Great Peng Yao Emperor’s gaze also fell upon the little blue bird in Wenren Li’s palm. His eyes narrowed as well. He clearly did not think much of this little hatchling who was being treated so tenderly. Its feathers had not even fully grown in, yet Wenren Li expected him to believe it was his Dao companion?
Even if Wenren Li wanted to reject him again, surely he could have come up with a less perfunctory excuse.
Infuriated by the Great Peng Yao Emperor’s gaze, Chen Yixin’s freshly smoothed feathers puffed up all over again. He spread his wings, suddenly found strength he had not known he possessed, and flew steadily onto Wenren Li’s head. His little wings remained spread, covering almost half of Wenren Li’s head.
At the same time, Chen Yixin stretched his neck and issued a soft call filled with provocation. Chirp!
Wenren Li belonged to Chen Yixin. That was exactly what Chen Yixin meant by that chirp.
The Great Peng Yao Emperor had first been startled by how certain and matter-of-fact Wenren Li sounded, then Chen Yixin’s gesture and challenging cry thoroughly enraged him. His face flushed slightly. Chen Yixin, however, showed no intention whatsoever of backing down, while the blue light surrounding him grew increasingly bright.
Before the human cultivators and yao cultivators could react, the hatchlings rolling all over the altar began trembling. Whether they were reacting to the Great Peng Yao Emperor or Chen Yixin would require further analysis.
Wenren Li tacitly allowed Chen Yixin to remain perched on his head while turning his gaze toward the Great Peng Yao Emperor. If the emperor made even the slightest move that threatened Chen Yixin, Wenren Li would act first.
The Great Peng Yao Emperor drew a deep breath and finally suppressed the anger and unwillingness on his face. He knew Wenren Li, which meant he understood the gulf between their strength even better than Ze Fang did. There was no point fighting a battle he already knew he would lose. No matter how dissatisfied or unwilling he was, he had no interest in volunteering to be beaten.
“How would Lord Li like me to make amends?”
The Great Peng Yao Emperor’s words nearly made everyone waiting for a great battle fall over in shock. At the same time, they were immensely relieved to have escaped becoming collateral damage. If two Soul Transformation cultivators actually fought, even a stray ripple of their power could blast half the living creatures in Qingyu Palace into pieces.
“Let’s talk this out properly. No—let’s find somewhere else and talk slowly.”
Ze Fang stepped in at exactly the right moment to smooth things over. As long as the Great Peng Yao Emperor stopped provoking Wenren Li and managed to satisfy both Wenren Li and his Dao companion, they could avoid a prolonged battle that might leave both sides injured.
Moving somewhere else would also salvage at least a little of the face the Great Peng Yao Emperor had already lost, first to Wenren Li and then to Chen Yixin.
Shuiyue Residence and the Peng Clan had a reasonably good relationship. The three great powers in these waters restrained one another. If something happened to the Great Peng Yao Emperor, the Merfolk Sea Clan might no longer remain peaceful. Shuiyue Residence had the shallowest foundation of the three and would inevitably be affected as well.
The Great Peng Yao Emperor gave Wenren Li and the proudly defiant little blue bird on top of his head one more deep look, then turned and walked toward Qingyu Palace’s main hall. “Lord Li, Lord Ze Fang, come inside. We can catch up.”
Chirp! Chen Yixin gave what sounded suspiciously like a mocking cry at the Great Peng Yao Emperor’s words. Then his yao power ran dry. His body tilted and he toppled off Wenren Li’s head. He was not worried in the slightest, merely narrowing his eyes as Wenren Li caught him securely in his arms.
Chirp, chirp, chirp… Chen Yixin clung to Wenren Li’s chest, his jealousy nowhere near gone.
He had probably swallowed an entire sea of vinegar. He had known Wenren Li for only a little over a hundred years, and during that time they had even been separated and forgotten each other for a long while. Yet this Peng yao had known his A-Li for more than ten thousand years and had obviously spent those same ten thousand years still thinking about him.
Chirp, chirp! The more Chen Yixin thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. He spread his wings. Wenren Li loosened his hands slightly to accommodate him, and Chen Yixin changed from a little blue bird into a little child. He possessively wrapped both arms around Wenren Li’s neck and plastered his entire body against him.
“A-Li is mine!”
After declaring this, his chubby little hand turned Wenren Li’s face toward him, and he covered Wenren Li’s cheeks with mwah, mwah, mwah kisses as though marking his territory. The behavior was rather childish, but it was obviously far more provocative than his earlier display from atop Wenren Li’s head.
Wenren Li was still surprised by Chen Yixin’s transformed appearance. Once the surprise passed, however, his expression became exceptionally gentle. “I’m yours.”
He had always been extraordinarily good at soothing Chen Yixin. One sentence and a few gentle strokes were enough to calm him down.
As Wenren Li carried him away, Chen Yixin remained uneasy. He stopped kissing Wenren Li and rested against his shoulder until his expression gradually settled. Having a love rival wasn’t strange. The important thing was that he couldn’t lose his nerve. So what if that guy was some Great Peng? He was a phoenix!
The more he thought about it, the more Chen Yixin felt he had not handled the situation well enough. He should have fought that Great Peng bird himself and beaten him until he never dared think about Wenren Li again.
Unfortunately, if he fought the Great Peng Yao Emperor right now, he would definitely lose…
“A-Li, I’m hungry.”
The moment they sat down, Chen Yixin spoke pitifully from Wenren Li’s arms. The only reason he was still managing to maintain this form was the sheer force of his jealousy. Otherwise, after expending so much inside the blood-jade space, he should not have been capable of changing back at all.
In fact, Wenren Li had already been examining Chen Yixin’s body throughout the walk over. This was not possession or anything similar. This truly was the body of a newborn chick. This really was Chen Yixin.
“The jade clasp you gave me won’t open…” The more Chen Yixin spoke, the more aggrieved he became. He tugged at the hair hanging over Wenren Li’s chest and complained, “Why did A-Li take so long to find me?”
Wenren Li did not answer. He took a Duo-Duo Fruit out of his storage space, carefully peeled back part of the skin, and fed it to Chen Yixin. After three fruits in succession, Chen Yixin finally began to feel somewhat full.
Back when Wenren Li had collected all the Duo-Duo Fruits from the Demon Lords of the Southern Territory, it had turned out to be an excellent decision. This was the only kind of fruit that both Yinzi and Chen Yixin, now transformed into a tiny chick, could eat.
Once Chen Yixin had eaten and drunk his fill, he did not even need Wenren Li to apologize. He forgave him first. He clambered upright and, under Ze Fang and the Great Peng Yao Emperor’s gazes, leaned over and bit another kiss from Wenren Li’s lips. “I forgive A-Li.”
“All right.” Wenren Li answered. His expression softened involuntarily under Chen Yixin’s affection.
“Lord Li.” The Great Peng Yao Emperor’s patience had finally been exhausted by the two people acting as though nobody else existed. He stopped merely watching them and spoke. “Would Lord Li still be willing to accept my following?”
He called it following, but the overly heated look in the Great Peng Yao Emperor’s eyes exposed everything. Chen Yixin did not know exactly how the two had met or interacted back then, but the emperor clearly had romantic designs on Wenren Li.
Chen Yixin turned around and narrowed his eyes. “No!”
The fight between him and the Great Peng Yao Emperor absolutely could not be avoided. Chen Yixin would not even permit someone to secretly pine after Wenren Li, much less someone who had already exposed his intentions this openly.
“No.” Wenren Li’s refusal almost overlapped with Chen Yixin’s. He continued smoothing little Chen Yixin’s hair as he explained, “When I saved you back then, it was because I sensed a trace of phoenix bloodline in your blood. It had nothing to do with who you were.”
That inexplicable trace of affinity had prevented Wenren Li from simply ignoring the Great Peng Yao Emperor when he was in danger. But this tree had already been claimed in a previous life. Whether human or yao, no one else had ever had any possibility with him.
The Great Peng Yao Emperor’s aura instantly turned savage. It appeared only for a moment before he completely suppressed it again. He looked at Wenren Li and the little blue bird in his arms and ultimately chose restraint and compromise.
“You can choose several treasures from my Peng Clan’s treasury as compensation. Would that satisfy Lord Li?”
Wenren Li lowered his eyes toward Chen Yixin, then nodded. The Peng Clan would certainly have more spiritual materials suitable for Chen Yixin’s current condition, saving Wenren Li the trouble of searching for them himself. That was just barely enough to let the matter pass.
Of course, if either he or Chen Yixin later decided the compensation was insufficient, they would naturally come back and make trouble again.
That was Wenren Li’s logic. Everyone in the Demon Palace had already been led astray into adopting the same robber logic, and after Chen Yixin joined them, it only became worse.
Fortunately, the Great Peng Yao Emperor had no idea what Wenren Li was thinking. Otherwise, he probably would have coughed up blood on the spot.
Wenren Li brought Chen Yixin with him toward the treasury. Before they even arrived, drowsiness began overtaking Chen Yixin again. He tried desperately to stay awake, but Wenren Li was just as skilled at coaxing him to sleep as he was at everything else. Each gentle pat sent another wave of exhaustion washing over him.
Chen Yixin blinked several times and managed one final warning. “I’m sleepy. But while I’m asleep, A-Li isn’t allowed to let that Qing Peng look at you more than once or touch you even once.”
“Mm. Sleep…” Wenren Li had never imagined that the Great Peng Yao Emperor, someone completely irrelevant in his own eyes, could matter this much to Chen Yixin. But since Wenren Li had agreed, he would do exactly as he had promised.
Mist rose around the two of them until even the Great Peng Yao Emperor and Ze Fang could no longer make out their faces clearly.
Chen Yixin curled his lips in satisfaction and closed his eyes. In less than two breaths, he had turned back into a tiny blue bird. Chirp… he called softly before falling completely asleep.
After finding Chen Yixin, Wenren Li did not immediately continue toward the North Sea Water Palace. But neither did he stay at Qingyu Palace, which Chen Yixin disliked. Instead, he returned with Ze Fang to Shuiyue Residence and reunited there with Nan Ke and the others.
Inside one building on the edge of Shuiyue Residence, a sphere of blue light pulsed brighter and dimmer in rhythm with every breath. Even Ze Fang found it unusual whenever he passed nearby. Wenren Li’s Dao companion was unquestionably extraordinary. Ze Fang had never sensed anything like this from any of the gifted young masters at Qingyu Palace.
Chen Yixin slept for an entire month. When he finally woke in a warm embrace, he instinctively wanted to cuddle against Wenren Li as usual. But when he raised a hand, the first thing he saw was his own blue-feathered wing.
Chirp? Chen Yixin still had not adapted to this yao body.
“Hungry again?” Wenren Li asked quietly. He was not in his adult form either. They really did make a pair of fellow sufferers—even shrinking into child forms had happened to them one after the other.
But Wenren Li had lived for thirty thousand years. A little incident like this could hardly disturb his state of mind. Even as a small child, he remained perfectly capable of looking after Chen Yixin. The ink-black jade pendant, just like Chen Yixin’s, had entered Wenren Li’s sea of consciousness during one cultivation session.
He was currently trying every restriction method he knew to unlock it, and his progress was clearly far better than Chen Yixin’s. One effect of that progress was that caring for Chen Yixin in his tiny chick form felt extraordinarily familiar and natural to Wenren Li.
Clearly, he had done this often in the Upper Realm. Wenren Li could also sense that the door sealing away the memories of his previous life was close to opening.
Chen Yixin honestly nodded. Wenren Li fed him several more fruits—one Duo-Duo Fruit together with various spiritual fruits they had obtained from Qingyu Palace. Only after Chen Yixin had eaten enough did they begin talking.
“Your phoenix bloodline is awakening. The day it fully awakens will also be the day A-Rong recovers your memories.”
This could indeed be considered a shortcut, but within Taixuan it was difficult to find enough energy to completely awaken Chen Yixin’s bloodline. Perhaps the North Sea Water Palace would contain what he needed. Perhaps it would not.
“At the same time, this form makes it easier for A-Rong to learn the Six Fentian Arts. So in that sense, this misfortune has turned into a blessing.”
Chen Yixin’s entire Golden Core cultivation in his human body had been suppressed into invisibility by his phoenix bloodline. But it was not without benefits. Studying the Six Fentian Arts in phoenix form should be ten or a hundred times faster than before—perhaps even more.
Chirp. Chen Yixin answered lightly and rubbed his tiny head against Wenren Li’s chest. Then he abruptly stopped rubbing and pecked Wenren Li twice in the exact same spot. Chirp, chirp!
He wanted Wenren Li to explain the Great Peng Yao Emperor. Wenren Li had better not think Chen Yixin had forgotten about the matter just because he slept for a month.
When outsiders were present, naturally the two of them presented a united front. But now that they were alone, Chen Yixin intended to properly discipline Wenren Li. Fine, he had saved someone—but how had he managed to let that person pine after him for so many years? Just thinking about it was infuriating.
“Ten thousand years ago, I had only just reached Soul Transformation. I came out to sea because of an old challenge I had agreed to. When I passed through these waters, Qing Peng reverted to his original form and fell in front of me, so I saved him. I was on my way to a life-or-death duel, and having him follow me would have been inconvenient, so I refused.”
If Chen Yixin had not been so overwhelmingly jealous, Wenren Li might never have realized even now that the Great Peng Yao Emperor had harbored other feelings for him. His reason for saving him had been simple. His reason for refusing him had been equally simple: it was inconvenient.
“I didn’t use this sea route on the way back, so I forgot about him.”
That was why, even after returning to these waters, Wenren Li remembered the Linghai Sect but did not remember the Great Peng bird he had once saved.
Chen Yixin was still puffed up with jealousy, but Wenren Li had explained everything honestly, so Chen Yixin could hardly keep interrogating him. Chirp?
“Of course A-Rong is prettier.”
To be precise, Wenren Li had never paid much attention to what the Great Peng Yao Emperor looked like in his original form. But he found Chen Yixin’s little blue bird form more adorable the longer he looked at it. In Wenren Li’s eyes, there was no comparison at all between the Great Peng bird and Chen Yixin, just as there was no comparison between their true natures.
Chen Yixin was a pure-blood phoenix from the Upper Realm. The Great Peng bird was merely a yao cultivator who, through fortunate circumstances, had acquired a trace of phoenix bloodline.
Chirp! Chen Yixin praised Wenren Li for giving the correct answer, spread his wings, and finally flew steadily onto the top of Wenren Li’s head without wobbling. He seemed to have a natural fondness for that particular spot.
Wenren Li raised one hand slightly, an obvious smile appearing on his face, then closed his eyes.
A little boy sat cross-legged while a tiny blue bird hopped around atop his head, one still and one lively, naturally harmonious.
They remained in the residence beside Shuiyue Residence for half a year. The reason for staying so long was to give Chen Yixin a stable environment in which to properly adapt to his phoenix true body.
Chen Yixin’s phoenix true body had not grown much larger, but after spending half a year beside Wenren Li, he stopped feeling any urgency to transform back into human form. With time and accumulation, he had finally begun to adapt to his phoenix true body.
His little wings beat rapidly whenever he performed the Fentian Dance, and the peerless bearing of a phoenix was already beginning to reveal itself. But this sight belonged to Wenren Li alone.
Ze Fang had provided them with the residence and behaved himself with his divine sense, never sweeping it over this area during the entire half year. Of course, part of the reason was that Wenren Li and Chen Yixin had behaved so quietly that Ze Fang nearly forgot such an important person was staying under his roof.
By coincidence, Wenren Li had also almost exhausted the spiritual fruits he had been feeding Chen Yixin, so it was time for them to continue their journey.
Wenren Li had barely stepped out of the courtyard carrying an extraordinarily beautiful, glossy little blue bird when he set out to say farewell to Ze Fang. They had stayed here for half a year; naturally, it was proper to say something before leaving.
“Lord Li is leaving?”
Ze Fang sensed them the instant they stepped outside and immediately appeared on the path beyond the courtyard.
“Mm.” Wenren Li answered, then waited for Ze Fang to continue. Since Ze Fang had appeared with such perfect timing, he obviously had something else to say. After staying at Shuiyue Residence for more than half a year, Wenren Li was willing to satisfy any reasonable request.
“Lord Li and… Young Highness, please come this way.”
By calling Chen Yixin “Young Highness,” Ze Fang was placing him on roughly the same footing as the talented young masters of Qingyu Palace. Yet Chen Yixin had been called Highness far more often in the Upper Realm. “Lord Li,” by contrast, was an address generally used only by those equal in cultivation or comparable in status. Most other immortals who met Chen Yixin had addressed him as Highness. Hearing the title now, Chen Yixin instinctively tilted his head toward Ze Fang.
A faint smile appeared in Ze Fang’s expression. “Please.”
They sat in a waterside pavilion in the garden outside the courtyard, and Ze Fang explained the real reason he had stopped them.
“Beyond Mingfeng Domain lies the territory of the Merfolk Sea Clan. A month ago, two immortal ships belonging to Shuiyue Residence were raided. Passengers and cargo alike were taken, and only one person survived to return. They’ve never been friendly toward humans, but they’ve never been this brutal either. I investigated afterward and discovered that an extraordinary treasure has appeared in those waters. They’re killing witnesses to prevent the news from reaching the human factions.”
Ze Fang’s expression grew more serious. “I came to invite you to leave aboard one of Shuiyue Residence’s ships. If we encounter the Merfolk Sea Clan, we’ll resist them together. Whatever gains are made by the ship you travel on during this journey will belong entirely to you.”
Wenren Li was silent for a moment. He was comparatively familiar with this part of the sea chart. The Merfolk Sea Clan’s territory almost bordered the North Sea Water Palace. It was entirely possible they had discovered the place, but the scepter was still in Chen Yixin’s possession, so these sea clansmen should not yet be able to enter.
Ze Fang’s intentions were obvious as well. He wanted to borrow Wenren Li’s strength to thoroughly intimidate the Merfolk Sea Clan.
“Fine.” Wenren Li nodded.
Leaving Mingfeng Domain aboard a Shuiyue Residence ship meant waiting several more days while Ze Fang’s people prepared. Wenren Li returned with Chen Yixin to their previous residence, but did not go back into seclusion. Instead, he carried Chen Yixin through the market district on the island where Shuiyue Residence was located, mainly to stock up on fruits Chen Yixin liked to eat.
“These are called Coralwood Fruits. They grow in the deep sea and are extremely rare.” One vendor noticed Wenren Li staring at the fruits displayed before him. Though slightly intimidated by Wenren Li’s aura, he still began enthusiastically making his sales pitch.
“If you use them with certain pill formulas, you can bring out some flavor, and they’re beneficial to cultivation as well…”
“I’ll take all of them.” Wenren Li picked one up first and handed it to Chen Yixin to play with, while Nan Ke, who followed beside them, handled the bargaining and payment afterward.
After following Chen Yixin and Wenren Li around for so long, Nan Ke had been thoroughly trained. His face was still as expressionless as ever, but his domestic skills had been maxed out: cooking, gardening, shopping… He had practically become the perfect man to have around the house.
There was nothing particularly strange about Wenren Li taking a little blue bird shopping. Cultivators kept all kinds of bizarre yao pets. What was considerably stranger was Wenren Li allowing the little blue bird to build what amounted to a nest on top of his head.
Calling it a nest was somewhat exaggerated, but the little blue bird clung firmly with both wings, peered this way and that, and occasionally even tugged at a handful of Wenren Li’s hair. There were not many yao pets that dared treat their master like that.
“A-Rong, is there anything else you like?” Recently, Wenren Li had relied more often on divine sense to communicate with Chen Yixin. In his current yao body, Chen Yixin could produce only chirping sounds. Pleasant as they were, they could convey only simple emotions such as anger or coaxing affection, not anything more complicated.
Chirp! Chen Yixin called again and rubbed his little head against Wenren Li’s hair. His meaning was anything but subtle. I like A-Li the most!
Warmth entered Wenren Li’s eyes. He continued walking with Chen Yixin and bought plenty of little toys to amuse him along the way—bells, pellet drums, all kinds of things Chen Yixin had refused to play with even as a human child yet now could cling to for ages.
Ever since returning to Wenren Li’s side, Chen Yixin had genuinely settled into life as a phoenix hatchling. He was curious about everything, wanted to taste absolutely everything, and had become gluttonous, lazy, and playful…
Naturally, the thing he most enjoyed playing with was still Wenren Li, particularly Wenren Li’s sapling spirit form. Chen Yixin would discard every other toy after playing with it for half a day, but with Wenren Li’s little sapling, he wished he could cling to it in his arms every moment.
Chirp, chirp… chirp… It truly was an all-purpose sound. Chen Yixin began humming a song. His voice gradually softened as he went, and when Wenren Li finally lifted him down from the top of his head, Chen Yixin had already fallen asleep.
Wenren Li gently stroked the feathers covering Chen Yixin, smooth as fine satin. A small barrier rose around him, cutting off every sound from the outside world. Wenren Li then continued strolling slowly back toward Shuiyue Residence with the exhausted little bird asleep in his arms.
Only after they had passed down the street did the barrier around the teahouse where Ze Fang and the Great Peng Yao Emperor sat finally withdraw. Both men looked toward the corner where Wenren Li had disappeared with Chen Yixin.
“Where did that little blue bird come from?” The commotion it had caused merely by staying at Shuiyue Residence had already convinced Ze Fang that it was extraordinary. The fact that it could move someone like Wenren Li to genuine affection only made it more remarkable.
“It hatched in the Nineteenth Sub-Cave and was sent here by the Ninth Residence. A newborn hatchling… yet there’s something in its bloodline that even I find frightening.”
That day, Chen Yixin’s display from atop Wenren Li’s head had indeed intimidated the Great Peng Yao Emperor. In that moment, the emperor had felt that Chen Yixin was unquestionably dangerous.
The hierarchy of yao bloodlines was extremely strict. Even as a Soul Transformation yao cultivator, there was very little the Great Peng Yao Emperor could do in the face of such bloodline superiority.
“What could it be? Surely it isn’t a phoenix…” Phoenixes were unquestionably the foremost divine race among all sky races. Any bird that possessed even a trace of phoenix bloodline would be extraordinary.
Ze Fang had spoken casually, but when he saw the Great Peng Yao Emperor’s expression become even more solemn, surprise entered his voice. “It really is a phoenix? Impossible. How could a phoenix possibly be born in Taixuan?”
“That’s impossible, yes. But it may have encountered some opportunity that gave it a denser phoenix bloodline than mine.”
The Great Peng Yao Emperor turned and sat down again, clearly still thinking about Wenren Li and Chen Yixin. Ze Fang sat as well and continued advising him from the position of a friend.
“If so, its future is impossible to predict. All the more reason you cannot make enemies of them.”
“I know.” The Great Peng Yao Emperor had lived for ten thousand years and could hardly be stupid. But emotions were difficult to explain, especially for yao, who often became stubborn beyond reason once they fell in love.
“Ten thousand years have already passed. What is there that you can’t let go of? Doesn’t the Merfolk Clan have a prophecy that the heavens will change in this era? That is what you and I should be paying attention to.” Cultivators sought longevity, but even if one did not care about longevity, it was still worthwhile simply to see the world beyond Taixuan. In this respect, Ze Fang was unusually clearheaded.
The Great Peng Yao Emperor lifted his teacup toward Ze Fang. “You’re right.”
But knowing Ze Fang was right and actually doing as he advised were entirely different things, so all the Great Peng Yao Emperor had done was acknowledge that he was right.
Ze Fang smiled and said nothing more, merely raising his own cup in return.
Seven days later, Shuiyue Residence’s ships were ready. In addition to the ship carrying Wenren Li and Chen Yixin’s group, there was another commanded by Ze Fang and carrying the cultivators of Shuiyue Residence. Beyond those two, Shuiyue Residence had prepared a third ship for Qingyu Palace.
Ze Fang was quite cunning. He had said that everything gained by the ship Wenren Li traveled aboard would belong to Wenren Li, but that promise applied only to that one ship. Whatever the cultivators aboard the other ships obtained fell outside anything Wenren Li could claim.
Naturally, Wenren Li had noticed exactly why Ze Fang was taking multiple ships. He merely nodded lightly to Ze Fang and carried the little blue bird, who had recently developed an interest in anything glittering with gold or jewels, into their cabin.
Ze Fang silently swallowed the breath he had been holding. He had already prepared himself to be questioned and to give a long explanation, but Wenren Li apparently cared far less about these profits than Ze Fang had expected. What he cared about was painfully obvious: the little thing in his arms.
Chirp! Chen Yixin lightly pecked Wenren Li’s hand. Wenren Li might not care, but Chen Yixin certainly did.
“It’s fine. Whatever A-Rong takes a liking to, I’ll get it for you.”
Wenren Li gently scratched Chen Yixin’s fluffy little head with one finger until all his temper vanished. Chirp…
That soft little cry had no particular meaning. It was simply a comfortable sigh.
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