In the sky.
"Pfft!"
Ye Feng, upon hearing Brother Flathead's words, suddenly spewed out the tea from his mouth.
"Unbelievable! Even Brother Flathead can talk now. However, this guy's speech isn't fluent yet and can only manage some short phrases for now."
Ye Feng sat back down and continued sipping his tea.
...
On the ground.
Fox Da Hong and Brother Flathead quickly rushed to their next destination, moving at a fast pace.
"Gaga!"
Fox Da Hong looked at Brother Flathead's new hair, noticing that it had grown much longer than before and was no longer close to the scalp, standing up like a cockscomb. He couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Wah hoo!"
Brother Flathead slapped the half-eaten drumstick out of Fox Da Hong's hand and quickly took out a mirror to see that his hair was indeed much longer.
Moreover, it stood on end as if struck by lightning, like the quills of a porcupine.
"Roar!"
Brother Flathead stomped his foot angrily.
