The carriage proceeded along the bumpy road. Inside, Chu Mo and Fan Wudi sat, their faces devoid of any significant sign of disappointment, and maintained a remarkable sense of calmness.
A small Shiba Inu flopped down beside Chu Mo's feet, yawning. Fan Wudi looked at the dog, chuckled, and asked, "Where did you get this little pup from?"
"This little dog... It's not ordinary." Chu Mo replied with a smile, "It should be a ninth-ranked Primordial Beast!"
Fan Wudi gasped in sudden surprise and looked at Chu Mo with incredulity, "Really?"
Chu Mo chuckled, "Indeed, it should be true."
He then recounted the events leading up to him acquiring the Shiba Inu to Fan Wudi.
Fan Wudi let out a sigh, "Who could have guessed that such an ordinary-looking dog would have such an extraordinary background." He then looked at Chu Mo, "What are your plans for the future?"
Chu Mo looked back at him, "What about you?"
