Liu Bufan let out a soft snort. This bird was great in every way, but it was a born chatterbox.
Still, he didn't scold it. Once released, Zilong naturally landed back on his shoulder, hopping back and forth between his left and right shoulders, occasionally rubbing against his cheek.
Liu Bufan found a stone stool and sat down. Old Dian hurriedly pulled out a tea set and poured him a cup:
"Lord Emperor, hehe, have some tea!"
Chapter 281