Perhaps he had noticed the casual look in Number Three Crow's eyes.
The Hooped-Head Ogre scratched its chin in displeasure, its tone somewhat annoyed. "We only look like Ogres; we aren't really Ogres. What danger could there be in leaving her here? Do you really think we'd eat her?"
The other crows found those words exceedingly comical.
"Weren't you planning to eat her?" the witch mocked openly.
"Take her, take her. Consider her a free extra." The Hooped-Head Ogre had no desire to argue. It waved a hand as though shooing away some insignificant little bug buzzing before its eyes.
Just then.
An utterly tactless Azure Bird hopped onto the witch's shoulder and chirped, "Can we draw the blood directly according to the plan now? Then there's the Lu Shu and qiao wood we prepared earlier..."
"Qiao, qiao, qiao my ass!"
In a fury, the witch grabbed the Azure Bird and crushed it into a spray of sparks. Turning, she roared into the woods, "Are you all deaf? Do I have to invite every last one of you down here to work?"
After roaring, she did not spare Gan Ning a second glance. Her cloak of black feathers flared behind her, and she rose into the air like a great black crow, flying straight toward Zhu Si, who still hung suspended overhead.
More than a dozen crows hurriedly descended from the surrounding treetops, huddling together like quails. Carrying their respective instruments, test tubes, and glass bottles engraved with incantations, they clustered around the witch and began busily working as they usually did in the laboratory.
"Women."
The Hooped-Head Ogre shook its head slightly and sighed, then casually asked, "Has the internal management among you crows always been this undisciplined?"
Gan Ning gave it a sidelong glance, his tone and gaze