Ou Yangming rubbed his ear and smiled bitterly. "Okay, okay, stop barking. I'll make you one after we return to the city."
The big yellow dog instantly showed its teeth happily. Nonetheless, apart from Ou Yangming and Ni Yinghong, nobody could associate its smile with the word adorable.
He Xinfang landed with both legs and was about to attack again even though his essential Qi was billowing inside; he wanted to buy Ou Yangming time to perform the Simulated Spiritual Fist. Who knew, the great ancestor witnessed the fearsome giant beast and the young fellow communicating with each other, so he was baffled.
Ou Yangming cleared his throat and introduced, "Brother He, let me introduce you to my good brother, Big Yellow."
The corner of He Xinfang's mouth twitched.
'Brother? Big Yellow?
'I can't believe Master Ou is brothers with such a frightening giant beast. He has a weird taste.'
