Little Phoenix raised its voice and cried out even miserably.
Huang Zixiao knew that it was faking its cry, but his head was splitting over it. He finally realized why Huang Yueli wasn't able to tame this little Phoenix.
This wasn't an infant Phoenix; it was their ancestor!
But he had lived for eighty thousand years after all. No matter how difficult the brat was, he had absolute confidence to deal with it!
Raising his brows, he allowed Little Wang Cai to throw his tantrum, leaving it to cry as much as it wanted.
In the end, Little Wang Cai felt very tired because crying and throwing a tantrum was an exhausting thing.
It took a deep breath and stopped bawling. Then it snuck a glance at Huang Zixiao.
