Qiao Sang took a long while before he recognized the man with a head like a marinated egg as the Beast Tamer who had the Moon Ram before.
Goodness, how did he turn out like this… Qiao Sang seemed to think of something and looked at Gangbao.
"Steel Guardian."
Gangbao flashed the feather it had plucked earlier and squawked, signalling that yes, it was its doing.
With skills like this, it feels like it could become a barber… Qiao Sang held back a laugh and praised:
"Not bad on the skill."
"Steel Guardian."
Gangbao tucked away its feather and hooked its beak in a modest squawk, suggesting it still needed more practice.
Qiao Sang: "…"
Where do you plan on practicing next? You can't just find some people to practice on… Qiao Sang criticized internally and remembered the matter at hand:
"We've arrived at the police station, let's get off."
…
"Name?"
"Qiao Sang."
"Age."
"Sixteen."
"How did you encounter that child?"
"On the subway…"
