Before Xie Tian and his sparring partner, the Land Immortal, could start their battle, the woman and the dog thousands of miles ahead stopped.
Exchanging glances, the woman's boldness seemed somewhat unnatural, and the big wolfhound, not just its eyes but its entire face, was somewhat darkened.
They never expected that Xie Tian would end up behind them.
"Cunning two-faced one, no wonder you managed to escape from Rashamon Prison!"
Listening to the big wolfhound's teeth-gnashing curses, the woman stroked her chin and muttered, "The item he carries is called the Xie Yue, such a beautiful name."
"The item is yours!" The big wolfhound impatiently clawed at the ground, shouting, "Let's go back and fight, I, Lord Wolf, can't swallow this anger!"
"I'm too lazy to run anymore." The woman laughed cheerfully and turned to leave.
The big wolfhound was startled: "Sis, are you really willing?"
"Not at all."
"Then why are you..."
