Entering the Mountain and Sea Realm once again with materials in hand, Gu Tao wore a peculiar expression, for perched upon his shoulder this time was a silly bird. Seated on the oxcart, he exchanged wide-eyed looks with the bird, which even pecked at his hair...
"Taught you, didn't I? Look what good it did you, getting thrown away like that."
"Silly bird, silly bird, silly bird."
"Forget it." Gu Tao shook his head. "There's no point talking to a bird as daft as you."
"Silly bird, silly bird, silly bird."
With a long sigh, Gu Tao thought to himself that even the Black Dragon knew to switch up the insults, flaunting such a rich vocabulary that it was staggering. But this dumb thing? It just mechanically repeated the same few phrases over and over, without any hint of variety.
