Speaking of the feathers falling off, Xiao Jiu felt even more aggrieved: "Master, you have no idea, Xiao Jiu risked its life for that meal."
"What happened?"
"Those people were too mean, they actually plucked Xiao Jiu's feathers. It hurt so much, it was killing me."
"No way, didn't he buy you to please the master? How could he possibly pluck your feathers?" Xuexue expressed doubt.
"Really, we had just left the restaurant when we ran into his Little Young Master. Oh my, that little rascal, as soon as he saw Xiao Jiu, he dashed over and started pulling at my feathers, waah... Master, it hurt so much, it was killing me."
"Oh dear! What terrible luck, running into the master as soon as you stepped outside!"
"Exactly, Master. Xiao Jiu sacrificed greatly for you for that meal."
"Oh dear! How pitiful, have some roast chicken." Xuexue placed the roast chicken on the table.
