Translator: Aran

  Boom!

  The cold light in Song Xiaojun's eyes exploded. The dark red flames instantly transformed into the state of a true phoenix that struck without any mercy towards him.

  Ye Qingyu nearly fell at this moment.

  To think this scummy parrot would harass Song Xiaojun at this moment? Was he looking to die?

  He did his utmost to avoid, barely making it. With a loud voice, "Xiaojun, this parrot was not raised by me…… I am Ye Qingyu, do you really..