"What ghost bird? You're just a pretentious crow!"
After a thunder talisman flew from the window and struck the woman's arm, the pain of the burn made her scream. She looked down and saw that her arm had been corroded. A few feathers fluttered to the ground.
That was her most precious feather.
"Ah—"
The woman let out a pained and angry roar. Her face began to distort as her sharp mouth stuck out. Her beady eyes looked red and glazed, scaring Luo Yong, who was hiding outside the door.
"President Fu! That doesn't seem like a human!"
"Shut up!" What was happening in front of him had already exceeded Fu Shi's understanding. He tightened his grip on the yellow talisman and hid at the side according to Shen Chun's instructions.
The woman's head had completely turned into a bird's head. She turned 360 degrees and fixed her gaze on Shen Chun.
