Lu Chang'sheng looked at the feather burning with the Nirvana of Fire.
Within it, there was a familiar aura.
The bird's?
Seeing this, Lu Chang'sheng suddenly had a bad feeling.
No way…
But he could only grit his teeth and step forward.
He picked up the feather.
The moment Lu Chang'sheng's fingers touched the feather,
a message came through.
To summarize simply:
Need help!
Lu Chang'sheng's eye twitched.
I! Fucking! Knew! It!
The willow tree chose this moment to say, "The bird's personality is very proud. Even if she's in some danger, she wouldn't easily seek out others, not to mention asking you for help. Now that she's sent word, it must be something she can't handle at her current power."
At this, Lu Chang'sheng replied helplessly, "I just got back and now I gotta go out again? Didn't even get to drink a hot cup of tea—the donkeys working on the farm don't even have it this rough!"
"Well? You going to help her out or not?"
The tone was teasing.
