The Bald Dog was barking anxiously on the side, seeing Long Fei's pathetic state and knew that there must be good stuff inside.
It exclaimed excitedly, "Finders keepers, master, share half with me!"
"Hm? What did you say?"
Long Fei stared at it and frowned.
The Bald Dog quickly changed its tune, "If not half, then maybe thirty-seventy works, huh? Or maybe twenty-eighty? If that really doesn't work, how about ten-ninety? I've been yapping here for so long; don't you think you should give me a little something to console me?"
Before its words had even settled, it let out a howling scream as Long Fei sent it flying with a flick of his hand.
Damn it, dare to covet master's possession?
Long Fei cursed, and closed the door to thoroughly investigate the items inside the Storage Ring.
This unfortunate ancestor had left behind all materials for cultivation; there wasn't a single magical treasure, truly disappointing.
However, the books on the bookshelf were quite comprehensive.
