Jiang Chen was truly feeling a bit of actual anger. He didn’t expect someone to so boldly steal from his doorstep.
“Brother Vermilion, it seems we’ve been too polite,” Jiang Chen remarked in the ancient beast language. “They won’t see us as a threat without us teaching them a lesson, will they?”
The Vermilion Bird cackled. “How do you want to do this?”
Jiang Chen and the bird had weathered many hardships together. The bird had a genuine respect for Jiang Chen and thus listened to the human’s every idea.
“Wait for my order,” Jiang Chen growled, his expression dark.
The bird nodded. It could feel...