Lin Qingluo gave a teasing smile, pouring cold water on the self-aggrandizing little pet: "The divine beast Phoenix a thousand years from now will undoubtedly be mighty and unmatched, with an indomitable aura. But for now, you should just sleep like a good little one."
"Hmph."
Little Kingfisher felt disdained by its master, and its proud and delicate heart was hurt a bit.
"Did you find out anything about the Ferryman?"
Lin Qingluo changed the topic with a smile in her eyes.
"He is from the Thousand-Mechanism Pavilion."
Little Kingfisher's thoughts were immediately diverted, leaving its previous loss behind.
"Thousand-Mechanism Pavilion?"
Lin Qingluo's eyebrows lightly furrowed: "Why are they spreading the prophecy?"
"They want to build momentum for Master."
