"Big Brother, you finally remembered to come back!"
Just as Mo Lin led Qiuniu out of Lou Gao's forging room, a fiery-red figure charged straight at him and knocked him to the ground.
Mo Lin looked up. Sure enough, the only red creature in Gengxin City capable of knocking him over was Phoenix.
"I say, isn't it inappropriate for you to show yourself here with so many people around? Did you forget what I told you?"
"Cut the crap! You left us here to work like laborers while you went off to have fun! We're divine beasts, for crying out loud! Divine beasts! Is it appropriate for us to be stuck here tending people's fires?!" Phoenix had begun to understand the world in Douluo Continent, after all. Naturally, he could not truly be as peaceful and well-behaved as the Phoenix of Huaxia legends. His nature was still more that of a combative beast.
Mo Lin got to his feet and dusted himself off, wearing an expression that said, "Let me reason with you."
"Inappropriate? It's more than appropriate! Dare you say that your control over flames and the Soul Power within your body hasn't improved during this time? Dare you say it? Do you dare?"
"Th-that's a different matter!" Phoenix was still too young—no, too small. He had been born less than a year ago. Although his unique bloodline, coupled with the exchange of Soul Power with Mo Lin, had raised his cultivation to a level that would have taken him thirty thousand years to reach on his own in this world, and although his intelligence surpassed that of most soul beasts, he was still a child. He could not withstand an elder's questioning.
Mo Lin grabbed Phoenix out of the air and stroked him in consolation.
"Don't be angry.