Seated across from Deng Wu, Hui Yue looked at the older boy in his tent. In front of Deng Wu was an azure figurine, yet nothing was emitting from it. Little Dragon was quiet. His aura was completely hidden much as Lan Feng’s had been previously.
“Stop being such a coward, you dumb lizard,” Lan Feng said through Hui Yue’s mouth as the phoenix took over the body. He had no intention of waiting forever for the other divine beast to start talking. The taunting seemed to work as a low voice snapped, “You stupid birdbrain, what would you know!”
Finally, the aura which had been locked up was released, and the figurine slowly came to life as it frowned at the small white-haired boy.
“So,” Lan Feng asked, completely ignoring the previous statement, “who are those black-cloaked men for you to be
