After taking out the metal bird again, Tang Zhen sent it into the sky and followed closely behind on his War Horse.
The small metal bird was also not in a hurry to fly away. It merely emitted "chirping" sounds if Tang Zhen was walking a hundred meters in front of it if he was too slow. It seemed to be urging Tang Zhen to move faster.
If Tang Zhen intentionally stopped and did not advance, the small metal bird would return in anger. It would land on his head and continuously scratch him, appearing extremely angry.
"Haha, you're such an impetuous person!"
Tang Zhen saw that this metal bird was extremely interesting and would tease it from time to time. If there was a Yellow Dog following him, he would definitely be a wastrel from a rich family.
However, only he knew that ever since he started cultivating, he had very few opportunities to relax and play. He had always been fighting and killing.
