Wu Tian naturally spotted Man Xiongmu as well. His eyes rolled, and with a sudden leap, he vanished straight into the wind.
"Hm?" Man Xiongmu watched Wu Tian disappear before his very eyes. Before he could react, a bark came from behind him.
He jumped in fright, nearly sweeping out with a gust of nether wind.
When he turned around, Wu Tian had already appeared less than three feet behind him.
His pupils abruptly contracted, and he could not help asking in astonishment, "How did you do that?"
Wagging his tail, Wu Tian darted to his side, circling excitedly and barking, "Woof woof woof~"
Man Xiongmu truly could not hold back anymore. He glared at the frolicking Doggy. "Speak. What exactly happened?"
Wu Tian was so excited that he even rolled around on the ground. Only then did he lie beside Man Xiongmu's leg, stick out his tongue, and pant heavily. He had expended far too much strength just now and was nearly exhausted.
"Master, I seem to have awakened a new talent. I can ride the wind, and it seems I can even escape into it."
"Wind Escape???" Man Xiongmu cried out. His eyes nearly popped from their sockets. He immediately bent down and grabbed Wu Tian, examining him from front to back, left to right, thoroughly inspecting every inch.
"I seriously suspect you're the young cub of a Demon King."
"No, that can't be right. Could some Demon King have accidentally lost you in White Dog Stockade?"
Wu Tian's face was practically turning green. He was a male, a strong, healthy white dog. What kind of sight was it for an old man to grab him and turn him over and over for inspection like this?
Seeing the old guy's demonic claws getting increasingly outrageous, Wu Tian finally