The Little Black Dog curled up in Li Zhen’s palm, gasping for air in agony. Its soul was burning, and it seemed as though it would soon perish.
Li Zhen watched it coldly. Even though he had forged a contract with the dog ever since they met, he had never truly regarded it as a spirit beast. Yet, the dog never seemed to grasp that; whenever it encountered something valuable, its first instinct was always to snatch it. When Tang Yun and Tang Yu were in danger, its first thought was always self-preservation. What use was such a spirit beast?
Furthermore, there was something deeply bizarre about the creature. Compared to little Lanlan, it didn’t behave like a spirit beast at all.
Chapter 201