"Squeee!!! Squeeee!!!"
All attempts to remove the bird from Xie Jianyu only caused the bird to cry out hysterically.
Zhang Fengxi was speechless.
"Maybe we can coax it with some food," Song Weiyang suggested.
"I came here to ask you what kind of food it might want to eat, Uncle."
"Any kind of seeds, nuts, and fruits should do, no?"
"Apparently not."
Xie Jianyu took out a fresh apple from his qiankun bag and offered it to the bird. Originally Wangshu's treat, it was way bigger than the bird's head, but it pecked at the apple with gusto.
"..."
"..."
"I didn't know that birds like apples," Zhang Fengxi said.
"Well, people learn every day, Nephew," Song Weiyang quipped smoothly. "Excuse me, Crown Prince. Can I have the apple, please?"
Xie Jianyu handed the apple over to Song Weiyang, who then tried to coax the bird to his side.
