Coo coo coo!
The young bird in his arms pecked at Chu Feng's clothes with its light yellow tender beak, constantly making noise.
"Little guy, are you hungry?"
Chu Feng felt that this young bird was just like a baby. Judging by its appearance, it probably hadn't been hatched for long.
It truly lived up to being a fledgling Green-eyed Golden Eagle; its size was almost that of a grown swan. Holding it in his arms felt substantial.
Chu Feng was somewhat worried, as young birds generally grow by eating insects. Catching one or two bugs wouldn't be difficult, but considering its size, it would be hard to fill its stomach without thousands, if not tens of thousands of insects.
Feeding it in the future might require Chu Feng to dedicate most of his time.
"Master, I've heard that the chicks of birds of prey like eagles and hawks eat meat from birth, not insects. We could try by feeding it some minced meat!" Yan Qing seemed to have noticed Chu Feng's dilemma.
