Feng Yuan walked over and pushed aside the thick bushes and leaves, revealing a colorful parrot that appeared before his eyes. The creature trembled pitifully, emitting a faint chirping sound. Feng Yuan glanced at the bulging ritual robe and said,
"Is it you?"
Seeing the change in shape of the ritual robe, Feng Yuan guessed that Xiao Ji was probably nodding. Looking at the parrot's pitiable state, he asked somewhat curiously,
"How did you end up in such a sorry state?"
Feng Yuan recognized at a glance that the parrot was not pretending to be pitiful. Its feathers had been completely drenched by the rain, and the damage to them was obvious—they bore signs of frequent close combat with other animals, leaving the bird with several wounds. After giving it some thought, Feng Yuan extended his right hand and offered,
"Do you want to come with me?"
