"CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK!" The fighting chicken squawked miserably as Jing Shu held its wings. When Jing Shu heard her grandma crying, her heart clenched. She worried something might have happened to her grandpa. She only relaxed a little upon hearing it was just Third Aunt and her cousin who had caught a cold. In her previous life, there was nothing to do in such a situation but leave it to fate. But in this life, she had the Space Spiritual Spring!
"Stay in your nest and behave. If you harm any more chickens, I'll fry you into a big plate of chicken," Jing Shu warned. With one hand, she tossed the thirty-plus-pound hen four or five meters, landing it precisely in front of its luxurious chicken coop. The coop was lined with comfortable dry straw that Mr. Jing had specially prepared for it.
