It angrily swatted with its little paws in protest, but Yang Fan remained expressionless as he held it up for a lesson. "These chicks and ducklings are raised by me for my own consumption. If you dare to eat them or kill them, I will stew you.",Wu Zhenghao came back to his senses and noticed the other person's displeasure. He immediately shifted his gaze and apologized.,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.。