Fang Yang felt he had a very good point. "That's true," he said.
In a way, this quality of the White Feathered Eagle truly made him respect it more. After all, the difference between success and failure often came down to that last little bit of persistence.
The White Feathered Eagle listened to everyone's praise and grew bashful, secretly hiding its face with a wing. But the unsuppressible upturn of its beak betrayed the joy in its heart.
However…
After offering his praise, Fang Yang shook his head and said:
"The White Feathered Eagle's quality is indeed not bad, but it's a shame. A White Feathered Eagle is still just a White Feathered Eagle. When compared to the Small Frost Horse, it still falls short.
However, in the All-Army Grand Competition, the White Feathered Eagle should be able to perform quite well. It's just that when we reach the final, most difficult stages, I'll have to handle things myself.
