Cold City.
"Senior Sister, where did you get this dog?"
Zhang Ze looked enviously at the black dog following Li Yueqi.
This dog is just Zhang Ze's type, like a husky. If he could negotiate somehow, he would love to have one to raise.
The back mountain of the Sword Pavilion is so vast, not having a dog feels like a waste.
"Call him Senior!", a voice angrily sounded above his head.
Zhang Ze's ears were hurting and then he realized that the big dog was talking to him.
"Hei Qu doesn't have a good temper, you better show some respect."
"Also, he's a wolf," Li Yueqi said.
"Hello, Senior Hei, what breed of wolf are you exactly? Do you have any younger relatives you can introduce to me?" Zhang Ze was still hopeful.
Hei Qu started baring his teeth; if this person wasn't Li Yueqi's friend, he would have probably bitten him by now.
"Stupid dog, shut up! I'm sleeping!"
Another more furious voice sounded, full of resentment for being disturbed.
