"What would you like to be called?" Li Huowang looked at the mongrel wagging its tail in front of him.
After a few days, it was still very skinny, but at least those densely packed, blood-sucking ticks in its ears had all been removed.
Both ears had been bitten and looked bloody, and even after eating Li Huowang's healing pills, it would need some time.
"Woof—" The mongrel, sitting squat on the ground, tilted its head and looked at Li Huowang quizzically.
After a cautious glance, it lowered its head and affectionately nudged its emaciated head under Li Huowang's hand, trying to get a pat.
Li Huowang gently patted its head and a smile flickered in his eyes.
In the previous nights, he had thought there was something wrong with the dog, but after experiencing the trial of illusions, Li Huowang realized he had been mistaken.
If it really had any ill intentions, it would have taken advantage of him while he was trapped in illusions.
