Netherworld Crow?
Ye Wudao sneered, "Ha, this plague-infested bird, just hearing this lousy name tells you it's no good!"
"No kidding, I'm not a good bird to begin with, or else I wouldn't have been sealed here by your old man!"
The Netherworld Crow curled its lip and, seeing the frightening look in Ye Wudao's eyes, hurriedly added awkwardly, "Cough, cough, just kidding, your dad is still a good person, top-notch in the whole world!"
"Then what outrageous thing did you do to be sealed here by my father?" Ye Wudao interrogated.
"Don't mention it, it pisses me off just to talk about it!"
The Netherworld Crow gnashed its teeth; "The mighty Crow Lord heard that the Ye family ancestor had passed away here and left behind quite the treasure, so out of curiosity, I flew all the way here. As a result, I was caught by your dad, beaten to a pulp first, and then locked up for so many years for no good reason.
