Since the Flower Elf took the initiative to show goodwill and compliment the little parrot, Liu Zhenhan couldn't just stand idly by.
So he smiled and responded to the Flower Elf warrior, politeness dictating a couple of formalities.
"Do you know how many years a White Order Vajra Parrot can live?" said the Flower Elf guardian warrior, uttering words he shouldn't have while drunkenly holding up three fingers: "It has the shortest lifespan amongst all parrots, just three years!"
Liu's face instantly soured.
"Your parrot is clearly an adult." The young Flower Elf seemed not to have drunk too much; his hand firmly and vigorously patted Liu Zhenhan's shoulder: "Take good care of it, it doesn't have many chances to curse left."
Before the boss could get angry, Beckham suddenly stood up, extended an arm and gripped the Flower Elf's neck, forcefully pulling him under his arm, stretching half of the Flower Elf's tongue out and leaving his face turning purple.
