"It really is you!" Bing Wuqing took in a deep, sharp breath as she tried to calm the roiling emotions deep down inside her. She forced herself to relax. Her clear eyes were brimming with stupefaction and suspicion.
The black dog snickered, and stood up like a human with its forelegs wrapped around its chest. In an insolent tone, it said, "Yes, am I not the Sacred Kylin? You will never forget me for all eternity!"
The Sacred... The Sacred Kylin?
Several pairs of eyes that were filled with shock were pinned on the black dog as they examined it from head to toe with measuring looks.
"What are you lot looking at? Yes, it's me! I am the Sacred Kylin of Jiuzhou. Am I a rare sight to you?" The black dog looked down at them with a pair of dark nostrils.
Han Fei and the others were speechless.
"Which freaking part of you actually resembles a Kylin?" they thought to themselves.
