C415 Little Black Cloth also had a natural enemy?

"Yo!" "What a handsome chicken."

The small black cloth once again became restless. Standing beside the wild chicken, it was unceasingly being criticized by the wild chicken, and the wild chicken seemed to feel that something was not right, as it continuously flapped its wings in front of its eyes, as though it was trying to flap away some malicious remarks.

Sitting on the wild chicken's back