Hu Qi, room key in hand, found his room and quickly locked the door from the inside.
He hadn't gotten a room in the middle of the day just to sleep, of course. He had other business to attend to.
He shut the windows and drew the curtains.
Once he was sure everything was secure, he placed his backpack on the floor and unzipped it.
Having been stuck in the bag for the whole trip, the Camphor Tea Duck poked its head out and immediately threw it back, quacking loudly and flapping its wings with all its might to show its displeasure.
The Camphor Tea Duck had grown much larger, so the bag was no longer comfortable, but rather cramped.
Hu Qi paid it no mind. He took out a disposable cup, poured something from a water bottle into it, and placed it in front of the Camphor Tea Duck.
"Here, Camphor, I've got something good for you."
When it saw the blackish-red blood in the cup, the Camphor Tea Duck craned its neck.
It eagerly stuck its beak in and began to gulp it down.
