The large black dog's expression was filled with sincerity, as if he really considered Di Wuji as one of his brothers.
Best scenario was for Di Wuji to also return to his wolf form. They could rub their noses, and wag their tails. They would be truly in harmony.
Di Wuji's expression was ugly.
His shrewdness could be considered extremely deep. After all, he was the son of a Great Emperor, so how could his self-restraint be weak? Moreover, he had experienced one era after another, so how could that kind of accumulation be something that ordinary Imperial Sons could compare to?
However, at this moment, he felt like he was about to go crazy.
Ling Han and the large black dog were both f*cking unpredictable. He had lived for so long, but he had never seen this kind of character.
He took a deep breath, and said, "Ten portions of Eight Star Celestial Qi."
