The cawing laughter echoed through the sky while Ji Hao and his Gold Crow army returned from the starry void.
Far away from the heaven, a Gold Crow elder already cawed out loud impatiently, "Caw, you little thing don't know how to manage a life, you really don't. Why is there such a large empty area behind our gate? Are you planning to grow some bananas there or sweet potatoes?"
Another Gold Crowl elder shook his head and cawed, "Caw? Bananas, sweet potatoes, but you don't need to water them with fresh blood, do you? Look at that, blood flowing all over the ground. Are you growing those man-eating vines from Southern Wasteland?"
Ji Hao paused in confusion. What sweet potato? What banana? What man-eating vines?