The Vermilion Bird wondered if he should hit someone!
"Is something wrong?" Shen Yanxiao did not want to see the Vermilion Bird angry, so she hastily caressed his head while she poked at the Little Phoenix on top of its head to appease his mood.
Qi Xia and his friends had a complicated expression on their faces; it was as if they could not believe the little kid was the Vermilion Bird's human form.
Qi Xia sighed and said, "Let's let them out. It'll save us the trouble from explaining to them." He exchanged glances with his three other friends.
Then, four rays of light appeared.
After the light faded, four tall and handsome men appeared in the room, and the Vermilion Bird stiffened.
"This is my family's Qilin." Qi Xia pointed at the elegant and beautiful man whose blond hair swayed with the wind.
