“Don’t you think your words have no sincerity in them at all?” Vermillion Bird was crouching in Shen Yanxiao’s side. His small body nested into a ball while drawing circles on the ground with his white little finger. Which of his former masters wasn’t all-powerful, a well-known overlord in one side of the world? But Shen Yanxiao had nothing in common with them at all. Not only did she not have any imposing battles, but this fellow also loved playing dirty tricks, winning the fight without spilling blood. It simply hurt his self-esteem as a Mythological Beast.

Could you give him a chance to perform?!! He also wanted to show off his might ah!

Little did Vermillion Bird know that his wish would soon come true!

Shen Yanxiao looked nastily at some chubby kid drawing circles on the ground while crouching under a tree. Her stare caused a chill making all the hair on Vermillion Bird’s body stand on end.