His expression was stoic, but a flicker of irritation crossed his face. He, too, wanted to be with Wen Qian.
"Divine Monarch?" Phoenix was still earnestly trying to engage Feng Hen in conversation, his eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity.
Feng Hen finally peeled his eyes away from Wen Qian, turning to face Phoenix with an indifferent expression.
"What is it?" Feng Hen asked, his voice low and resonant.
"About what I was just saying…" The words died on Phoenix's lips. From the look on Feng Hen's face, it was obvious he hadn't heard a thing.
So Phoenix took a deep breath and began again. "Divine Monarch! You are one of the Hundred Bird Clan. All of us eagerly await your return… to lead our clan, restore its former glory, and become the king of the Hundred Bird Clan!"
His voice was powerful and resonant, his words overflowing with earnest hope for the Nine-headed Bird's return.
