A paw's matter…
Yeah, right, it was just a paw's matter!
Nether King Er Ha looked at pieces of smashed gold puppet on the ground, his mouth twitching. He did not expect that that disabled dog would make a move and steal his thunder.
More importantly… it was the deal he had bargained well!
Those ten delicious Spicy Strips… Gone! Just like that!
The ache in his heart had almost suffocated him.
Lord Dog stuck his tongue out and exhaled, ignoring Nether King Er Ha's pain.
"Lord Dog just needs a bowl of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs. Dragon meat should be the best. I'm not like you. I don't bargain… If I have time for that, I'd better use it to solve a problem," Lord Dog said.
Nether King Er Ha's eyes were filled with grievance. You talked well with logic. How could I even argue with that?
