Yang Mansion's garden.
Ants were carrying caterpillars, passing by the feet of Liang Qu.
"Junior Brother! Junior Brother! My dear Junior Brother! Your senior brother truly lacks a Spirit Weapon.
I dare not covet the Golden Feather, but is there any leftover Mourning Feather, I beg of you to spare your brother one!"
Xu Zishuai embraced Liang Qu, his plea sounding almost tearful, in an overwhelmingly emotional display.
Liang Qu scratched his temple, having gone to Pingyang Town to invite his master to preside, coincidentally encountering his fourth senior brother Xu Zishuai, which led to the current scene.
"There are Mourning Feathers, it's just..."
Xu Zishuai's eyes lit up: "It's just what?"
"It's just that they're no longer useful."
Liang Qu spread his hands.
He had seen the Crimson Fire Bird's plumage in the Toad Cave, and it was stripped off quite completely.
There were also several thick red feathers floating beside it, brimming with vitality.
