The incessant chatter of birds echoed atop the mountain.
Yet this one, small in size with a tender, childish voice, paced back and forth on its wings like a little girl trying hard to act mature.
Truly, this scene was nothing short of comical.
Liou Yuan almost laughed instinctively, but was afraid of angering the spirit beast before him, so he had to stifle the smile, secretly thinking, "Turns out it's a fat bird here to collect a debt."
From the bird's endless prattle, Liou Yuan figured out why it had stopped him.
And silently heaped scorn on that guy called Sheng Zeming in his heart.
"Shameless! Even cheats kids out of spirit medicine."
Although he didn't know exactly how old this fat bird was, its behavior made Liou Yuan feel it was just a child.
Liou Yuan didn't even have to think; that Sheng Zeming fellow never planned on paying up.
Otherwise, seven years would not have passed with no news at all.
