That evening.
Deng Long came by again to bring Lin Yi dinner.
After getting home, Lin Yi had just sat down at the dinner table, ready to enjoy his meal.
But then, as if drawn by the scent, Xiaoqi leaped out of its cardboard box.
It trotted over and stared up at Lin Yi.
"CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP…"
It let out a series of shrill, immature cries.
Lin Yi looked down at it and said with a smile, "What's wrong, hungry again? All I have is Demon Beast Meat. You probably can't stomach it."
"CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP..."
Xiaoqi continued to chirp, its gaze firm.
Seeing this, Lin Yi nodded. "Alright, I'll give you a small piece to try. But don't blame me if you get indigestion!"
With that, Lin Yi found a smaller piece of Demon Beast Meat.
He placed it on the floor.
The moment it saw the Demon Beast Meat, Xiaoqi didn't pounce on it and start eating.
Instead, it approached cautiously and pecked at it a few times.
