People, Dogs, Trees, Books, Balls

There was a guard dog in King Wen's former residence.

This was not meant as an insult.

It really was a guard dog. The key was that it was unwilling to leave. It had stayed in this place for countless years—was it truly not bored at all?

Su Yu racked his brains.

Soon, he said, "Senior, King Wen and the Time Master asked you to guard the house, but their home is in the Human Realm! If the Human Realm is gone now, then this house will no longer be a home! You wouldn't want King Wen and the Time Master to return someday and see that their home was surrounded by members of the myriad races, would you?"

The Little White Dog glanced at him and said, "I have to guard the house!"

I was a house-guarding dog. I would not leave.

The master had not returned, and neither had the little master. What if all these flowers and plants withered after it left?

Su Yu was helpless!

There was no reasoning with it!

"Then perhaps, Senior, you could speak with the Tea Tree and the Book Spirit..."

Su Yu felt that this dog might be a one-track mind, remembering only that it had to guard the house. Never mind the Tea Tree—since the Book Spirit was the spirit of a book written by King Wen, it should have at least some intelligence, right?

After speaking, Su Yu thought for a moment and added, "Also, Senior may not know this, but King Wen's subordinate betrayed him! Do you understand what a traitor is?"

"A traitor?"

The Little White Dog was puzzled. "Who?"

"Supervisor of Heaven Marquis..."

"Don't know him."

"It's Fortune Spirit. Do you know Senior Fortune Spirit?"

The Little White Dog thought for a moment and nodded. "I