Ye Qianning turned her head to look. Standing on the windowsill was a slightly larger Honey-sucking Parrot. Its feathers were a deeper color than normal, and its tail feathers were so brilliant they could rival a small peacock's.
'Little girl, I've heard all your requests. Rest assured, I will return now and instruct my clan to carry them out.' The Honey-sucking Clan Leader flew over and landed in front of Ye Qianning.
"Thank you, Clan Leader."
'You're welcome. To think you'd trade such a precious fruit for such a small matter... it's rather surprising.' At first, he thought his grandson had been tricked. What human could possibly understand the language of animals?
But for some reason, seeing the little girl in person put his heart at ease. Having lived for so many years, he'd developed a keen eye for judging humans.
