"Stupid bird, get off me!!"
Shangyang turned to look at Wuli's sour face and began to puzzle it out. She had perched on his shoulder before, and he had never told her to get down. Why did he suddenly seem to hate having her there?
Could it be?
"This Divine Beast has fallen out of favor?!!"
Shangyang watched Wuli's expression darken and thought it was entirely possible. Maybe he was still angry about her calling him Scumbag Wuli earlier.
No. This Divine Beast must win Wuli's favor back, Shangyang thought.
With that, Shangyang instantly put on a pitiful look. Her eyes even seemed to grow damp as she asked him plaintively, "Lord Sword Master, do you dislike me?"
But inwardly, she thought, Damn you, Wuli. Other people would be thrilled to have this Divine Beast perch on their shoulders.
She was confused, too. She was one of the prettiest birds around. Who wouldn't like her? What had gotten into Wuli today?
"Stupid bird, you're too heavy. Get off me already."
"What??" Shangyang failed to react for a moment.
Crack.
The cracks in the deck beneath Wuli's feet widened, and his expression grew even darker. He spoke through gritted teeth.
"I said you're too heavy!!!"
Shangyang froze. Too heavy? Was he talking about this Divine Beast's weight? She wasn't even a year old, and he was already calling her heavy. How infuriating.
Just as Shangyang was about to give him a piece of her mind, there came one crack, then another.
Was that the sound of wood? Or bones?
Splash!
"Don't you have any idea how much you weigh?"
Shangyang was still growing. After eating enormous amounts of food lately, she weighed several hundred pounds, despite her small size.
Seeing that Shangyang still didn't get it, Wuli, utterly exasperated, grabbed her