“Mm,” Ling Yunxi replied.

"I'm sorry about earlier. The kitchen here was filthy. I thought you were a member of the tribe who was going to attend the celebration, and I was afraid that it would get dirty for you. I didn't mean to target you."

Ling Yunxi calmly replied, "It's alright."

"Then you guys go ahead with your work, I have something to do so I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, the middle-aged man slunk away.

"Yunxi, don't mind him. Father is like that sometimes, loud and boisterous, but he's not a bad person."

Chi Yanxu arranged the ingredients.

"It's alright." Ling Yunxi stood up, looked at the ingredients, and came up with a new idea.

After leaving, the middle-aged man returned to Chi Yanling's house.

"whee……"

Chi Yanling, who was preening his feathers, frowned when he heard his father's voice and asked, "Father, what have you been doing again?"

“Yan Ling, let me tell you something,” the middle-aged man said, walking up to Chi Yan Ling with comical steps.

"I just went to scare that female, and guess what?"

Chi Yanling looked at him with disdain, "Which female?"

"That one, um... the one who went to school with you, the one who came to our Peacock Clan..."

Chi Yanling's pupils dilated in surprise, her feathers bristled, and she exclaimed, "Father, why did you go and provoke her?!"

"Well... I didn't do anything. Son, your reaction is strange. Are you afraid of her?"

A cunning, curious, and excited glint appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes as he leaned forward and got closer to Chi Yanling.

"How...how is this possible!?"

Chi Yanling turned around, avoiding his gaze.

The middle-aged man half-covered his mouth with his hand, leaned closer again, and deliberately lowered his voice, "So...you like her?"