"Squawk!"
A familiar cry sounded. Han Zhao opened the window and looked at the sky.
A palm-sized gorgeous bird flew over. It was Yu Niang.
Han Zhao reached out and waited for Yu Niang to land on the clothes on his forearm. He took off the note tied to her foot and checked it.
At the moment, he had not completely reassured Shangguan Yunfei, so his freedom was restricted. He could only stay on Furious Flood Dragon Island for the time being.
However, to Han Zhao, having such a place where he could cultivate peacefully and not worry about cultivation resources was exactly what he wanted.
In order not to let Xu Ling and the others worry, he would get Yu Niang to fly back to the prefecture capital every ten days to half a month to send a letter.
"Yu Niang, you've worked hard." Han Zhao reached out and prepared to stroke Yu Niang's feathers. Unexpectedly, she flapped her wings and dodged.
