"Do you know who I am?"
Lin Yan revealed a surprised expression and suddenly understood, his voice cold as he said, "You are a 'spy' sent out, searching everywhere for my whereabouts?"
"Knowing is good, my master is a descendant of the ancient Divine Beast, the Xuanwu God!"
The Cloud Wing Bird struggled as it shouted, "My master has come for you. If you know what's good for you, I'll plead for mercy, perhaps you can be spared..."
"Do you have that kind of influence?"
Lin Yan let out a cold laugh and immediately choked the life out of the Cloud Wing Bird, tossing it toward the Little White Ape.
Meanwhile, two children who had just woken up and a couple nearby were all terrified by the Cloud Wing Bird speaking in human tongue, their faces turning pale.
Ancient Divine Beast? Descendant of a Great God?
Saint Master?
"No worries, just wait to drink the soup."
Lin Yan reached out and patted the little girl's head, his heart sinking.
