On the Imperial City's street, in a quiet alleyway, outside Fang Fang's little store.
As the cold moonlight radiated down and covered the ground, it illuminated the alleyway where a plump, big black dog could be seen striding like a cat, casting a long shadow.
The big black dog emotionlessly looked toward the bald donkey in front of it, a bald donkey who dared to use a dagger on the Lord Dog.
At the current moment, in his heart, Shang De felt as though ten thousand black big dogs were galloping toward him. How could this plump big black dog in front of him actually open its mouth and speak? What was going on?
Barely containing the terror in his heart, Shang De got off the floor. Thinking of a hundred possibilities, the severity of the situation suddenly dawned on him.
