"I am who I am!" Zhang Chen's figure appeared not far from the peacock, his eyes fixed on it.
"I have no enmity with you, why do you wish to harm me?" The peacock's form twisted, transforming into a figure, a strikingly handsome young man draped in a Five-Colored Cloud Robe, his eyes staring deeply into Zhang Chen's, full of confusion.
"Indeed, we have no quarrel, but I am interested in the treasure within your nest. Could I trouble you to retrieve it for me?" Zhang Chen asked.
"The treasure is not fully matured; taking it now would only harm its spirituality, and you'd get nothing more than a premature, defective product. But if you truly desire it, perhaps we could negotiate - release me, and the treasure can be yours." The peacock's eyes bore into Zhang Chen's, its voice laced with temptation.
"I don't have time to wait, even if it's defective. Please retrieve the treasure." Zhang Chen replied to the peacock.
