Xu Yi was very pleased with Yan Zi's recovery, while Auspicious Duck was amazed by how stingy Xu Yi could be.
It had never expected that after just four or five fruits, Xu Yi would refuse to give it any more. Auspicious Duck flew into a rage and cursed, "Why are you playing favorites? When you were in trouble, I risked my life to save you too! If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Yan. You can't just look at who suffered more and assume they gave more!"
Xu Yi had no choice but to say, "What's the rush? I'll make it up to you once Xiao Yan has recovered. Haven't I not touched a single one myself?"
Auspicious Duck sneered. "You're just an idiot, sitting on a mountain of treasure without even realizing it."
"What do you mean?" Xu Yi's interest was piqued.
Auspicious Duck kept sneering. It flapped its little wings and hopped onto the top of the dragon throne's backrest. Then it tipped its head toward the sky and said nothing, striking a smug pose as if this were no place for ordinary mortals.
Xu Yi's thoughts shifted, and he smiled. "Young Master Duck, you know I can't stay here for long. If you drag this out, you'll be wasting both our time. Fine, I was wrong earlier. Here, take this spirit stone and calm down." As he spoke, he tossed over a spirit stone.
Auspicious Duck caught it in its beak, crunched it twice, and swallowed it. A satisfied look appeared on its face. "Xu, you tell me: isn't it your good fortune, three lifetimes over, to have met me?"
What Xu Yi found most unbearable about Auspicious Duck was its endless chatter and boundless self-importance. But the situation favored the duck, so he could only