"The blue firebird may not be able to control flames, but its personality is pretty decent—certainly better than its useless father." Han Qiwu grew more satisfied with Little Blue the longer he looked, and on his way out, he used a branch to give the flesh-chicken a quick smack on the rear.
The spanked flesh-chicken: "????"
My daughter is excellent, so why are you hitting me?!
"Stop teaching your messed-up values to the chicks. If I catch a whiff of it, I'll find them a new stepdad. We've got birds in the house who could fill in," Han Qiwu grinned, gesturing toward Little Electric, who was over by the Hospital River engaging in a battle of wits and courage with an electric jellyfish.
The flesh-chicken followed Han Qiwu's gaze, then rolled its eyes.
That guy???
All it does is stay home playing with a lame jellyfish. Never once does it think about going out to find female birds to hang with!
"Splash!"
