Nihility

He had plucked out a lot of feathers. The duck had bare spots on its body, where Xiao Luo had forcefully plucked out its feathers. Blood was oozing from the wounds and slowly dripping onto the floor. Some of its feathers were already blood-stained, and the duck looked pathetic.

Xiao Luo could not help feeling that he might have gone overboard. After a short while, he no longer felt guilty. This talking duck was an evildoer, for its injuries healed speedily, and all those missing feathers grew again. Shortly, it looked rejuvenated and was back to its original look.

"What do you want to ask me?" asked the duck, visibly having doubts about Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo's asked, "Where's the Master God of Chaos? What's your relationship with him?"