That night Zhou Qingshu couldn't see the cheerful atmosphere in the garden. In his eyes, the little boss was commanding dozens of pigeons to do a variety of wonderful movements in the air. In the end, the pigeons finally successfully picked the only apple hanging on the apple tree and passed the apple to him.
It was just picking an apple, but he made it look like they were fighting for the world cup. He was clearly something else.
Zhou Qingshu was speechless. Originally, he wanted to learn the skills secretly, but in the end, he only saw a wonderful show, of which he didn't understand the purpose of it. He didn't even know if this was how Zhou Yu trained all his animals.
Shaking his head, he decided to go home to catch up on his sleep.