Chapter 7: I am willing to be with Miss Jiang, even if it means being the mistress!

Wherever her gaze fell, flames were constantly burning.

And the culprit was innocently blinking at her, affectionately using its beak to preen her messy, soft hair.

The scene was truly too absurd and bizarre.

As Jiang Qingli stood there in a daze, her fingers loosened slightly.

Finding an opening, the Vermilion Bird immediately shoved its head into her palm and began to nuzzle against her.

It even made a crisp, pleasant sound in its throat, soft and sweet, just like a pet acting spoiled.

The surrounding crowd watched this scene in shock.

Bai Yiyi, held in the arms of her five beast-husbands, widened her eyes in disbelief.

How is this possible?!

When she had approached earlier, that Vermilion Bird had been extremely resistant and hostile; when she tried to suppress it with her mental power, she had been attacked.

Yet, Jiang Qingli hadn't done anything, and the Vermilion Bird was acting so docile it was unbelievable?

Could it be that Jiang Qingli’s mental power was even stronger than hers...?

Impossible, impossible. Two years ago, Jiang Qingli hadn't awakened any mental power, and the Jiang family had tried every method to force a secondary differentiation without success. It shouldn't be...

Bai Yiyi comforted herself in her heart, focusing all her attention on the person and the bird in the center of the clearing.

"Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang!" the captain of the guards called out in a low voice. "Please, help us soothe him!"

Jiang Qingli felt a bit awkward. "How do I soothe him? I don't even know how to use mental power yet..."

The guards looked at her with helpless expressions.

The Vermilion Bird clan had always been mysterious. This Vermilion Bird had suddenly appeared in the city district, and no one knew what had happened to it.

But logically speaking, after receiving mental soothing, it should have transformed into human form by now. Why was it still maintaining its full beast form?

The Vermilion Bird suddenly turned around, shielding Jiang Qingli under its wings, and let out a sharp cry at the guard squad.

It was afraid that others would hurt Jiang Qingli.

The sound waves kicked up a gust of wind, plastering fallen leaves all over the guards' faces.

The guard captain wiped his face and said bitterly, "Then please, just stall for time. We’re bringing in a new cage."

Jiang Qingli nodded and patted the top of the Vermilion Bird's head.

A faint sound came from the bird's throat, and it tucked Jiang Qingli into its embrace with its wings, radiating joy from head to toe.

A few minutes later, the new cage arrived—this one was much sturdier.

The guard captain didn't dare to approach rashly and turned to Jiang Qingli. "Miss Jiang, please help..."

Jiang Qingli asked, "What will happen to it after it enters the cage?"

The guard captain said, "Our preliminary assessment is that this Vermilion Bird is an S-rank beastman. An out-of-control S-rank beastman will be kept in the detention center for a period of time. Once his mental power levels return to normal, he will be sent back to the Vermilion Bird clan's territory. His life will not be in danger during this time, so please rest assured."

The cage was placed not far away, and the guard captain pressed his palms together. "Miss Jiang, I beg you, please convince him to go inside."

Talk to a bird? It’s not like I’m a Disney princess...

But there was no other way. Jiang Qingli tried to communicate with it: "You heard them just now; they won't hurt you. You're just going to... jail. I mean, you just need to rest for a while."

The Vermilion Bird stared at her for a few seconds, looked at the cage, then extended its wing, pulled her into its embrace, and took a few steps toward the cage.

It seemed to mean that it wanted Jiang Qingli to go with it.

Jiang Qingli stood her ground, wiggled out from under the bird's feathers, and shook her head. "I still have things to do; I can't go with you."

The Vermilion Bird’s aura lowered.

"But! But you can look for Miss Jiang after you get out!" The guard captain quickly wiped away cold sweat. "Right, Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Qingli nodded.

The Vermilion Bird’s eyes lit up. It lowered its head, rubbed its beak against the tip of Jiang Qingli’s ear, then backed up a few steps, its wings fluttering slightly.

Jiang Qingli: "..."

Was it her imagination?

She actually saw shyness on the face of a bird.

In short.

Finally, under Jiang Qingli’s watchful gaze, the Vermilion Bird left, looking back every few steps.

The group lifted the Vermilion Bird into the aircraft.

The aircraft door closed, and the guards covered the cage with black silk to block the Vermilion Bird’s line of sight.

The guard captain went to the next room to get a muzzle, but when he turned back, the Vermilion Bird had already transformed into a tall, slender youth with a handsome and delicate face.

The youth wrapped his body in the black silk; even the coarse fabric could not hide his distinguished temperament.

He lifted his chin. "How do you contact family from here?"

The youth was magnificent and noble, like the most dazzling ruby at a jewelry exhibition.

"Don't worry, I'm not running away," he emphasized.

Seeing that he was clear-headed, the guard captain gave him a communicator.

The youth dialed a number, and before long, a gentle female voice sounded on the other end: "Hello, this is the President's Office of the Que Group, may I ask..."

"Secretary He, help me look someone up."

The youth’s eyes were bright. He announced, "She is a particularly cute, gentle, and beautiful female. She cured my loss of control... In short, I want to be with Miss Jiang! Even if I have to be the lesser partner!"

After describing Jiang Qingli to the person on the other end, he hung up the phone with satisfaction.

The guard captain could tell the youth had a significant background and asked, "Since you were conscious, why didn't you transform into human form earlier?"

Upon hearing this, the youth turned his face away, looking a bit embarrassed.

After a long while, he muttered softly, "...I was naked, I would have scared her."

After the Vermilion Bird was sent away, the remaining members of the guard squad cleaned up the scene.

Hearing that a female had been injured, medical staff set up a tent on the spot to treat the injured.

Jiang Qingli also underwent a mental power check.

The gentle female doctor held her hand and said, "Miss Jiang, congratulations. You have indeed awakened mental power; it is likely a secondary differentiation. However, it might be unstable recently, so we can't detect your rank yet. I suggest you get some good rest and have a systematic check-up in three days."

"However, to be able to tame a male like that, your mental power rank won't be low." The doctor helped her tidy her messy hair and said gently, "I think perhaps the entire interstellar will know of your heroism very soon."

"Thank you, sister." Feeling the kindness, Jiang Qingli smiled back at her.

The doctor smiled and gave her some precautions, then treated the scrapes on her hands and legs.

In the interstellar era, flesh wounds healed very quickly.

Before long, Jiang Qingli was back on her feet.

She thanked the doctor and walked out of the tent.

"Hey."

Just as she reached the street corner, a familiar voice called out from behind her.

Jiang Qingli looked down at the pile of messages Ye Linyuan had sent to her terminal, feeling a headache coming on, and ignored him.

The person behind her wouldn't allow her to ignore him and pulled Jiang Qingli’s arm hard.

Chi Yun had a foul look on his face. "I'm calling you, why aren't you responding?"

Jiang Qingli pulled her hand away, her expression cold. "Something up?"

Chi Yun glared angrily at the beautiful girl in front of him. "You heard me, didn't you!"

He wanted to lose his temper, but the biting remarks he usually used were stuck in his throat because of her coldness.

Chi Yun gritted his teeth, pulled something out of his pocket, and quickly threw it at Jiang Qingli. "Take it!"

Jiang Qingli glanced at it; it was an ointment.

She feigned ignorance. "What is this?"

"Don't play dumb! This ointment!"

Chi Yun’s temper couldn't hide anything; he spilled it as soon as he was asked.

His gaze darted left and right, and he said awkwardly, "I didn't mean to push you earlier. This ointment is compensation for you, you—"

Before he could finish, Jiang Qingli slapped him hard across the face!