Qin Ming kicked its head with his foot, and said, "Are you deaf? I'm saying, I've never ridden a Phoenix before. You look quite novel. Carry me as we circle around the night sky."
Blood Phoenix's feathers were all puffed up, almost standing on end.
With a bang, Qin Ming kicked down, instantly making it see stars, almost fainting.
Qin Ming said in a deep voice, "Can't distinguish between big and small kings, can you? Do as I say."
Blood Phoenix was aggrieved. It was a Divine Bird Phoenix. How could it be used as a mount?
Qin Ming said plainly, "Let me tell you straight, it's all because I'm kind-hearted that I didn't plan to kill you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be saying such things."
This was at the Xuanhuang Martial Hall. Even if a Fierce Dragon crossed the river or a Great Saint passed by, it wouldn't do good to kill someone else's rare auspicious bird.
"You...kind-hearted?" Blood Phoenix's voice trembled.
