"Wow—" A childish voice suddenly rang out, brimming with admiration. "I never thought Big Boss would be this awesome!"
Everyone turned to look. A fluffy little white donkey stood there with its eyes wide and its face full of shock. The little fellow had originally been found by Su Yang as a temporary mount, but after learning that Su Yang was actually an innate Saint, it had immediately submitted, wholeheartedly acknowledged him as its master, and started shouting "The Old Master is mighty!" every day.
Su Yang occasionally rode it around a couple of times, which instead left Qiongqi neglected. The old fierce beast ground its teeth in secret, burning with jealousy.
"Hmph." A cold snort suddenly came from the side, laced with resentment and sourness. "Of course the Old Master is the strongest. Do you even need to say that?"
No one needed to turn around to know that Qiongqi had spoken.
Ever since the day Su Yang brought the little white donkey back to the island, Qiongqi had felt that its position as his mount was in jeopardy. It stared at the little white donkey every day with a sinister look, wishing it could swallow the ignorant little beast in one bite.
At first, the little white donkey had been too frightened to raise its head, and it even walked with its back pressed against the walls. Whenever Qiongqi felt the slightest bit displeased, it would bare its fangs and scare the donkey a few times, leaving the little white donkey nervous and trembling all day long.
Fortunately, Qiongqi still had some limits. It only frightened the donkey without hurting it. But as time passed, the little white donkey could no longer endure it and finally went crying to Su Yang to complain.
That very night, Su Yang