"Tsk! Tsk! Too bad this hatred is only directed at the sect! If they were giving me so much hatred, I could use the Black Dragon's mantra! "Zemin Yan lamented internally, making the little black tiger and the little white dog look at his young master with strange looks!
"Father Zhong! The young master is getting weirder and weirder! "Sying thought, wanting Zhong Liang to look into Zemin Yan's brain. Where is that pure and beautiful child from 15 days ago?
"Wuwu! Mother, the human who adopted me is very strange! "The little black tiger lamented wistfully.
"I was just kidding! How I wish I had all this hatred just for me, just ¼ of that is fine! "Thought Zemin Yan playing with his little animals, pulling Sying's ears and pinching the little black tiger paws.
