The mangy dog stood beside the emaciated man, appearing to be like a dog bullying others while relying on its master. It continued barking at Huang Xiaolong with its teeth bared and mouth wide open. There was a deep resentment that seeped from its eyes.
"Oh ho, Mangy dog, now that you've found your master, are you acting vicious again?" Huang Xiaolong laughed teasingly.
"Young man, the Taoist Yin's inherited Taoist techniques are truly extraordinary. The fact that you were able to deal with him means you are quite impressive." The emaciated man smiled at Huang Xiaolong. His eyes were as bright as the scorching sun, his demeanor was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. Beneath his ordinary appearance, there laid a pride and domineering nature capable of overlooking all beings.
