In the room, Lu Ye was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on his bed."Wow, what a beautiful quail!"

Under the cover of night, Yiyi gazed at the large bird before her. It was plump and its entire body shimmered with a faint red glow, within which flowed a subtle golden thread. The bird let out a piercing cry.

If it wasn't this bird, but the manifestation of a terrestrial leaf spirit's spiritual power, she would have probably held it up in reverence.

Lu Ye's forehead bulged with a blue vein as he corrected, "What do you mean quail This is a fire phoenix. Read it with me, Fire! Phoenix!"

Yiyi stared at him, as if to say, "This is obviously a quail. Don't you think I can't see" Su Yuqing changed the subject and said, "Fangzhi can get a flute first. Before that, Zhu will fulfill all the kinds of wood pronouncements you have."Lu Ye frowned, catching the underlying meaning in...