It wasn't really afraid of the dog, after all, it was a Curse Cat Spirit that had consumed the soul of a Supreme Demon, so it wasn't going to be scared of such a thing—it just didn't like it, that's all.
"Is this thing supposed to be a Cerberus from Hell?" Zheng Yichen sized up the large dog with three heads, whose heads all had minor differences. The one in the middle was the most ferocious, with many spikes on its horny layer, much like the head of a mace.
The head on the left had two sharp horns, while the right one was much smoother and rounder, only its mouth structure was odd, revealing an eight-eyed eel-like oral cavity when opened.
"...This thing is so ugly!"
"Aoooo!" The standing Cerberus let out a howl.
Zheng Yichen didn't care and directly threw a piece of meat over. The three heads of the Cerberus almost started fighting over it, but in the end, the strongest head in the middle snatched the meat, prompting Zheng Yichen to shake his head.
