Lu Ya? That name rings a bell. Being in a bird’s body had dulled Li Fan’s thinking, and he could only hazily remember hearing it somewhere before.

He mulled it over for a long time, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn’t recall.

Irritated, he raked his claws through the little boy’s hair again. When the boy still didn’t respond, Li Fan jabbed down with a sharp, forceful peck of his long beak.

“Ow! That hurts!” Only then did the boy finally tear his eyes away from Lu Ya’s retreating figure.

But he misunderstood, assuming Li Fan was urging him to look for food, and quickly placated him. “Alright, alright, I get that you’re hungry. I’ll go find something for you to eat right now.”

“Little Hong, let’s go!” He patted the wing of the red-crowned crane beneath him.

The crane obediently beat its...