The two little guys were hilarious.
Loki walked in front, chest puffed out, while Tu'Er followed behind, waddling and twisting with each step as if performing some comical dance.
Whenever Loki cried out at the top of his lungs, Tu'Er was especially cooperative.
He would periodically stop, stretch out his neck, spread his wings as wide as he could, and strike all sorts of majestic yet slightly amusing poses.
The guests were stunned at first, but then they found the scene quite interesting.
Even more unexpectedly, some people were actually willing to pay just to take a picture with Tu'Er.
Feng Mountain stood to the side, watching everything quietly without intervening.
'The two little guys aren't stealing or robbing anyone. They're earning money with their own skills and cleverness. Why should I stop them?'
'It's better to let them do their thing and add some fun to the party.'
