When Sima You Yue opened her eyes again, those bird clans that had come earlier to pay their respects to Little Roc had long since gone home. Only the four winged roc clan remained.
It was only after asking that she found out that she had been unconscious for half a month.
After washing up, she left the tent and happened to see Wind Roc and the others talking before rushing off.
"Master."
When Sima You Yue saw how bright Little Roc was, she said while beaming, "You don't have to call me Master anymore. In any case, you are the king of the rocs. Calling me Master in front of others might affect your standing."
"Then I will call you Yue Yue." Little Roc said, "Yue Yue, Yue Yue. How does it sound?"
"Not bad." Sima You Yue smiled and turned to Ninth Roc and the others, asking, "How are things settled on your end?"