Qiu Niu

When Qin Yi and Ju Yunxiu got down to business, the concert outside had already ended.

Yazi stopped Qiu Niu, who was hurrying back to the palace. "Big Brother, wait."

Qiu Niu glanced at him. The formerly harmless, plump shut-in expression had long since turned sharp and cold. "The timing was wrong, the methods were wrong, and trying to completely subdue the featherfolk was idiotic beyond measure. Why are you stopping me? Trying to infect me with stupidity?"

Yazi shuddered. Qiu Niu appeared buried in music, caring about nothing else, yet he actually knew everything like the back of his hand. How much about the Ten Thousand Li Sea Region did he still not know?

Though he had been scolded, and not politely at that, Yazi felt a faint flicker of delight. There was something subtle in the meaning behind Qiu Niu's words.

He probed, "Big Brother is also uncomfortable with the featherfolk trying to eat from both bowls, isn't he?"

Qiu Niu turned to look.

Yu Feiling was standing quietly at the entrance to the passageway, not coming over to disturb them, as if waiting for them to finish. Beneath his formless divine-sense barrier, he believed Yu Feiling could not eavesdrop on their conversation—and would not dare to.

Qiu Niu did not look at her again. After a moment of silence, he sighed. "I see things differently from you. First, you need to understand that having the featherfolk as our wings and shield was something we stumbled upon by good fortune. It was Father God who saved their race, not you or me. Father God never made them submit; they voluntarily aided us, unwavering for tens of thousands of years. That speaks to their fine character. They have always carried out every duty expected of subordinates with meticulous care.