"By my calculations, Brother Meng and the others should be arriving soon."
Lin Qingluo smiled and poked the little creature's head, assigning it a task: "Go wait at the edge of the desert. When you see them, bring them back."
"Alright."
The Little Kingfisher became energetic as soon as it received clear instructions, fluttering its small wings, eager to set out.
"Mother, I want to go too."
Tianhuo liked to stick to Yin'er and seeing it going out again, Tianhuo couldn't help but fly over from Spirit Lake and circle around its mother.
"Yin'er?"
Lin Qingluo smiled, looking at the Little Kingfisher.
"It's such a hassle with children."
The Little Kingfisher blinked its bright black eyes and turned its head away, not hiding its disdain.
"Mother."
Tianhuo pouted, wanting to cry.
"Yin'er."
Lin Qingluo laughed helplessly, coaxing the little cute pet: "The desert is empty with no signs of people, wouldn't it be nice to have Huo'er to chat with you?"
"She flies too slow."
