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The dim light of an energy-saving bulb lit up the secret room, its gentle glow making the feathers of the resting bird with closed eyes even more dazzling.
"My little baby, what are you upset about now, still angry about last night's incident?" Huang Teng Chong's eyes were soft with affection, and he cooed as if he were speaking to a dear lover, his tone full of intimacy. This bird in front of him was his bread and butter.
The resting bird lifted its head, and upon seeing the bloody piece of meat that Huang Teng Chong offered, it visibly shrank back.
A hardened scar traced the edge of its turmeric-colored beak, stretching from the beak to the neck of the bird. That scar was left there by Xiao Xian's Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors. As the pain in the wound grew unbearable, the Feng Bird remembered those scissors and its master, trembling once more.
