Little Phoenix hissed at the white fairy, looking very fierce.
But the white fairy only chuckled and rubbed the bird's fluffy head.
Little Phoenix made a protesting sound, but there was nothing else it could do.
"Hahaha —" The white fairy laughed. "The bigshot bird back then was very tough. You're tough, too, but you're not even a fraction of the bird I knew from back then.
"That bird used to pick on me all the time, but there was nothing I could do about it. You, on the other hand, will be at my mercy!" The white fairy went on rubbing Little Phoenix's head as she spoke.
Little Phoenix stomped its foot in frustration
But it was nowhere near as capable as the white fairy. Therefore, hissing was about the only thing it could do. Its beak was sharp, but it couldn't hurt the white fairy at all.
Little Phoenix was astonished!
