บท 928: Master, I Want to Make a Report

An Feng silently stepped backward. Damn, this Little Black Bird was a copy of Miss Jiu. He was too talkative. If he knew that he was the one who did it, he would be tortured to death.

Yun Chujiu coughed dryly with a guilty conscience. "Alright, it's my fault this time. As compensation, we'll have some roast meat later."

Little Black Bird wanted to continue haggling for more benefits, but he saw Di Beiming's cold gaze, he was terrified, "Alright, master, you must not suspect me in the future. I'm such a good bird, why would I steal food? Especially a fruit core."

Yun Chujiu nodded and let Little Black Bird go. After Little Black Bird was freed he immediately flew up to the tree and cursed, "Damn it, if I find out who said bad things about me in front of my master, I will not forgive him! I curse him to fall to his death! Hmph!"