Looking at Qing Ling's hasty retreat as if a ghost was tailing her, Feng Ruqing shook her head. She then gently turned to face the horde of spirit beasts.
"From today onwards, Little Wolfie will be my manor's guardian. Within this manor, all of you have to obey his words. Without my permission, the spirit herbs at the backhill not allowed to be consumed. If I find out that you have disobeyed my orders, I will dismiss the culprit."
The spirit beasts were stunned, exchanging gaze between themselves.
Dismiss? What does that mean?
Feng Ruqing's expression grimed.
"Dismiss means… I will cancel my contract with you and release you back to the beast mountain. Plus, you will never be able to receive your reward anymore."
After hearing those words, the spirit beasts began to feel anxious. They were all here to feast on the Divine-Spirit Fruit. If they were dismissed, then they would never get their hands on the Divine-Spirit Fruit!
