The moment Chun Hua landed, the small creature on her wrist suddenly tightened its grip.
Song Lianhe winced and raised her wrist.
Chun Hua lowered its head, its stare full of pressure. A low, guttural rumble, like a warning, sounded in its throat.
'I've never seen Chun Hua act like this. It's just like its master.'
Chun Hua tapped the table rhythmically with its sharp beak. To her surprise, Little Lan crawled down from her wrist and slowly made its way to the spot Chun Hua had just touched. It curled into a ball and went perfectly still.
Song Lianhe's eyes widened as she watched the scene in disbelief.
'Is Chun Hua really this capable?'
'It's been hiding its true abilities all this time!'
Apparently satisfied with Little Lan's submission, Chun Hua snatched it up in its beak, flapped its wings, and flew off.
"Hey! Where are you taking it?"
Song Lianhe was completely caught off guard. It was too late to give chase.
