"What? Fried chicken wings? That's too simple!"
Kids are just kids.
Surely her elders at home don't allow her to eat fried foods, thinking it's junk food that's bad for her growth, so the less she gets to eat, the more she wants it.
"Alright, don't worry, as long as you help me, my dad will definitely get you fried chicken wings, as much as you want!"
Little Taotie: "Are you hard of hearing?"
Hua Jinyan: "He's a Spiritual Body, actually he doesn't have ears."
"No wonder." Little Taotie snorted: "Listen carefully, what I want are phoenix wings! Not fried chicken wings! Phoenix, the king of birds!"
The Wandering Spirit doubted his ears.
He was incredulous: "What did you say?"
Little Taotie: "Phoenix wings."
Wandering Spirit: "Say that again."
Little Taotie clenched his fists.
Seeing the Golden Light on Little Taotie's fist, the Wandering Spirit instinctively felt fear, he retreated a distance, trembling: "Don't joke around, there's no such thing as a phoenix in this world!"
