Doggy, having transformed into a black cat, no longer wanted to say a word. Could it be that the rumor about his respected master wanting to stew him had already become common knowledge?
He was exhausted; damn it, let the world just end.
Seeing that Liu Bufan did not answer, the Old Daoist grew even more convinced of his own thought. It seemed that White Wolf's physical body really had been stewed by Mr. Liu, so tasting dog meat that had lived for eight thousand years wouldn't be out of the question, right? Who knows, it might even have some special effects!
Having lived for so long, the Old Daoist was a shrewd fellow. He knew that the people or other creatures hanging around Liu Bufan were none of them simple characters, so he politely greeted everyone present.
"Hello, Miss Jiang. Ghost Venerable, long time no see."
Chapter 390