Parker Was Humiliated

Parker left for close to an hour and then came back with four live short-winged birds, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

When Bai Qingqing saw that Parker had returned safely, she heaved a sigh of relief. "You're finally back. I was just about to get Winston to bring me there to take a look. They compensated for it just like that?"

"There's the scent of the young wolves on the dead birds, so they can't push the blame." Parker picked up the stone blade and quickly chopped off the short-winged birds' wings brutally. The short-winged birds cried out extremely agonizingly, and the tips of their wings bled a lot.

Bai Qingqing looked at Parker's countenance and asked carefully, "What did they say?"

Parker's lips twitched coldly, his eyes gleaming with killing intent.