Feng Laixian's Guess

Zhang Ping finished the grilled meat in his hand, then took out the Storage Contract and summoned Little Sairon.

Little Sairon had been recuperating inside the Storage Contract. He was so young that even a few seconds of the Mourning Crone Bird's scream had left his mind badly shaken.

It did not show on the outside, but as soon as he came out, he lay across Zhang Ping's lap. None of his usual energy remained, and he looked listless.

"Here, have some grilled meat." Zhang Ping cut the meat into small pieces and fed them to Little Sairon.

Little Sairon opened his mouth and ate a piece without much enthusiasm. He immediately perked up a little, then looked at the meat on Zhang Ping's plate with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

Zhang Ping fed him piece after piece, and he obediently ate them all.

"There. You'll feel better soon."

Zhang Ping knew exactly how much Little Sairon could eat. Once he had finished feeding him, he stroked the little creature's head, then sent him back into the Storage Contract to rest.

Zhang Ping was not merely worried about Little Sairon. He had also reflected on what had happened. Unless he could be sure their surroundings were safe, he would not let Little Sairon out so casually again.

Little Sairon was only a baby. Any mishap could cost him his life.

Zhang Ping deeply regretted his carelessness, which had allowed the Mourning Crone Bird to hurt Little Sairon.

"Seniors, we have grilled Overlord meat here. Would you like some?" Zhang Ping put away Little Sairon's Storage Contract, then spoke to the Storage Contracts holding Ye Changchun and Su Qingbo in his pocket.

Ye Changchun's voice came from a Storage Contract. "Brother Su and I don't need to eat. Enjoy