"Find a pot to stew it!" Fatty Cao was so angry that his teeth were itching.
"Pet, this king is talking, you go cool off to the side!" the Puppy warned.
"Calm down, let's have a patient chat." Shi Hao intervened.
This palm-sized Puppy, with its fur dark red, gave the impression of having experienced endless years, yet it was also brimming with vibrant vitality.
It was a bit contradictory, as if it were an old fellow, yet also newly born.
Shi Hao judged it might really be an old demon, surviving from the Immortal Ancient era till now, only having lost its powers by accident, while its body remained strong.
As for reincarnation, he didn't believe in it at all!
"You really believe this puppy's words?!" Fatty Cao was indignant, wanting very much to instigate Shi Hao to capture it.
