Seeing it agree, Shen Wen'an's face showed a hint of a smile.
Who would have thought that the flame bird would start gesturing again, flying wildly in front of him.
Shen Wen'an guessed and communicated with it for a long time before finally understanding what it meant.
Pay first, then work.
The flame bird meant for him to help capture eighty strands of white flame first, and after it devours them, to start working.
Understanding this creature's meaning, Shen Wen'an's expression became a bit serious.
"You wouldn't just run off after devouring eighty strands of white flame, would you?"
Upon hearing his suspicious tone, the flame bird seemed insulted, promptly flying up and down, even directly rushing in front of Shen Wen'an and pointing at the base of the bronze lamp in his hand.
Only then did Shen Wen'an notice the strange flame mark at the bottom of this bronze lamp that Zhang Qingjing had given him.
