Yue Qianchou did not care in the slightest about its contemptuous words. Instead, he stared suspiciously at the crow, examining it bit by bit. The crow gave a coquettish snort. "What? Stunned stupid? Never seen a bird like this deity that can talk?"
Wu Lixue was truly dumbfounded, so shocked that she covered her mouth with a hand.
Yue Qianchou scratched at one eyebrow, his gaze constantly sweeping between the crow's chest and legs. Suddenly, he asked weakly, "You sound like a woman when you speak. Could it be that you're female?"
"You shameless scoundrel!" the crow cried out, both embarrassed and furious. It covered its chest with its wings, truly looking like a woman who had caught a man peeping at her.
"Hehe!" Yue Qianchou gave a wicked laugh and waved his hand. "Don't worry. Even if you are female, I'm not interested in birds."
"All those black feathers—there's really nothing to look at."
The crow immediately toppled onto the hair by Wu Lixue's ear, burying its head as it said, "Xue'er, you need to keep your man under control."
It called me Xue'er? Wu Lixue felt as though she were dreaming. She stared at the spot on her finger that had been pecked open, choking up and unable to speak.
"Hehe! You really do act just like a woman." Yue Qianchou circled Wu Lixue twice.
In truth, he was looking at that bashful bird with its head buried away. Clicking his tongue, he said, "If I hadn't seen you being born, I'd have thought you were a myna parroting words! Still, it's nothing strange. What haven't I seen? Let alone a talking crow like you—I've even seen talking dragons."
The crow abruptly raised its head and looked curiously at Yue Qianchou. "You've seen dragons? Are there dragons here?