"What?" Duan Yuan was surprised.
That arrogant little boy was indeed Vermilion Bird, and Shen Yanxiao was standing by his side!
Vermilion Bird arrogantly raised his chin and looked at Duan Yuan.
Duan Yuan sized up Vermilion Bird and immediately associated him with the description of the Moonshine Tribe elves.
This…
The mythical beast really existed?
"There might be some misunderstanding between us." Duan Yuan looked at Vermilion Bird with beads of sweat. The relationship between elves and magical beasts was very complicated. They had always minded their own business. Elves did not care if magical beasts entered or left the city gates, and magical beasts did not like to have much contact with elves.
For magical beasts, the elves' cold and detached personality made them uninteresting. Furthermore, the Moon God Continent had always been peaceful and this made the warlike elements in their bodies useless.
