Ye Cheng felt that this meal was the worst he had eaten in the past two days. He had hardly eaten anything but looked at the beautiful woman. From her Declaration on the stage to her meals, there was no flaw in his critical eye on women.

Now, Ye Cheng is sitting in the chamber of the supreme rule of the Bird People. The beauty is still sitting on the seat like a queen. Her left seat is empty. On her right hand, she sits a tall and thin old man, who looks like a vulture flying in the sky. She has no grass on her bare head. Her eyes...