The little Phoenix had been like that since it stayed with Shen Yanxiao. While the Vermilion Bird acted as if he disliked the little Phoenix, he took thorough care of it. Even when eating, the little guy enjoyed the priority of choice. The Vermilion Bird would eat only after the little Phoenix was full.
To some extent, Shen Yanxiao felt the Vermilion Bird had it in him to be a 'loving father'.
He was only overly proud. That was all.
"I don't know. It has always been like this." Shen Yanxiao was baffled. The little Phoenix had had good rest and abundance of food. The little Phoenix had not lost even one hair, let alone de-feathering.
The female Phoenix patted the little Phoenix's fluff and said, "What do you usually feed it?"
"It eats whatever we eat." Shen Yanxiao told her the truth.
The Phoenixes looked at each other. They finally saw the problem.
