Animals can't understand human language, but those who have spent a long time with humans can guess their owner's intentions through tone of voice, body language, and the rapport built over time.
As a Chinese Merganser that had spent a long time with conservationists, it could understand quite a few simple words.
But when Qiao An's voice reached Wang Tiezhu's ears, it automatically translated into clear, familiar quacking sounds.
The ugly duck, which had seemed half-dead just a moment ago, instantly sprang back to life, flapping its wings and pecking furiously at the glass.
Standing outside, Sheng Bai grew even more nervous. He looked to Qiao An for help, saying, "Sis, does this duck have bird flu or something? I think it's gone crazy..."
Qiao An lifted the Little Fox out of her satchel with a nonchalant expression, completely unfazed by Wang Tiezhu's excitement.
"Don't worry about it. Hurry up and come in, it's cold out there!"
