Vincent Wolf and Miyazaki Sahui stood at the edge of the sandstorm.
Although the sand was still blowing into their faces, neither of them cared anymore.
"Sahui, can this Great Heaven Dog do it?" Vincent Wolf was a bit worried.
"Even if you are good-looking, don't doubt the ability of the Great Heaven Dog, or else I would still be unhappy, even if you are good-looking."
Vincent Wolf stopped speaking and just watched the Great Heaven Dog fly into the sandstorm.
The Great Heaven Dog had already ventured deep into the sandstorm and did not continue flying deeper. Instead, it pulled out a feather fan from somewhere.
This feather fan was very large, half a person's height, and had various mysterious patterns and symbols on it, making it look very extraordinary.
The Great Heaven Dog held the fan in one hand and lightly waved it.
