"Dammit, Tang Yi, you little stinker, you're the first one ever to be able to sit on Brother Bird's back. Even the Immortal Emperor wanted to ride, and Brother Bird flatly refused. You're even more badass than the Immortal Emperor!"
The Three-legged Golden Crow said this and twisted its head around to give Tang Yi an angry look, then scornfully turned its gaze on Jiang Zikun who was also sitting on its back.
"But why the hell did you bring this bastard up here too? Brother Bird here is a noble Three-legged Golden Crow, a Divine Beast among divine beasts, not a trash heap. Don't throw this kind of trash on me!"
"Wuu! Wuu! Wuu!"
Hearing the Three-legged Golden Crow actually compare him to trash, Jiang Zikun glared furiously, wanting to curse out loud; unfortunately, his mouth was stuffed with a broken shoe by Tang Yi, rendering him speechless.
"Brother Bird, don't be mad!"
