Sure enough, it was gone.
Looking over the cliff, where was the Fire-Eating Crow from yesterday?
Su Ping was grief-stricken and indignant.
Couldn't it at least have said something before leaving?
Birds from out of town had no manners!
Still, clinging to a one-percent hope, Su Ping looked at the Hundred-Bird Parasol Tree:
"Hundred-Bird, did that little crow show any reaction when it left?"
Mental communication let the Hundred-Bird Parasol Tree understand Su Ping's meaning. Then it shook its head:
"It just left. It didn't show any reaction."
Su Ping nodded. "Then did you see which direction it went?"
"Where the sun rises."
East?
Su Ping instinctively glanced east. The skies were wide enough for any bird to fly freely; even knowing the direction, finding that little crow again would be very difficult.
Su Ping sighed helplessly. Looking at the Hundred-Bird Parasol Tree, which seemed even more forlorn, he stroked its trunk:
"Don't worry. Later on, I'll build you a facility specifically for raising birds..."
The Hundred-Bird Parasol Tree clearly had little resistance to the rosy picture Su Ping painted.
After comforting the Hundred-Bird Parasol Tree, Su Ping returned to the base.
Ultimately, whether it was the Fire-Eating Crow or the Elven Leaf he had used to buy horse bones for a thousand gold pieces, they were merely diversions in Su Ping's life.
He still had proper business to attend to.
Su Ping did not rashly call Zhu Hong.
Having come to Linzhou, Master Zhu surely had proper business of his own.
Although Su Ping really did want to seek Master Zhu's guidance in earnest, he still had to show a little restraint, didn't he?
Besides, his current business did not urgently require troubling this Master Breeder.
Bothering people without a sense of proportion was impolite, after all.
Without stopping