Gift

Ou Yangming was stunned. He broke out in a cold sweat.

No, he was completely drenched as he was sweating buckets, hence his entire back was wet.

'Your brother?

'You can call it by its name, but if I do the same, God knows what will happen?

'Will this fearsome giant bird blow me into ashes without any effort at all?'

Ou Yangming took a deep breath and reached out to grab the little bird, which was hopping on his head. He put it back on his shoulder, then he bowed at the giant phoenix in the sky and said, "Greetings, senior."

The little red bird was dumbfounded. It widened its eyes and shouted as it was unhappy about how things turned out, "Hey! That's my brother! Not my senior! My brother…"

Ou Yangming simply used his hand to pinch its beak.

The little red bird glared at him but hesitated for a while, then it finally stopped resisting.