Li Qing felt a bit annoyed. What was it like to be regarded by an animal with such a look? No matter how ordinary he was, he was still a human being.
He walked forward and saw the owl holding a roll of brown parchment, tied with a black silk ribbon.
Li Qing was bewildered for a moment, ensuring the other party just wanted to give him the brown parchment it was holding, and then cautiously pushed open the window with one breath.
Flap flap flap!!
He had forgotten that the window of his place opened outward. He watched as the owl flapped its wings constantly, screeching and falling down.
"Hoo~~ hoo~~~ hoo~~"
Li Qing quickly caught the brown parchment, then leaned his head out to look below.
It was already late at night, and below was pitch black with only a few dim streetlights flickering in the distance. He saw no sign of the owl.
If it wasn't for the brown parchment in his hand, Li Qing would have thought it was all an illusion.
