Chaos Starfield, Xizhou.
"Wait for me... Hah..."
Dressed like a scholar, Dong Huaiming hunched over with both hands braced on his knees. He barely managed to lift his head and shouted at the creature sprinting joyfully in the distance like a Shiba Inu, panting heavily, "98725, stop!"
"Brother Ran sent you to protect me, not to run wild!"
"If you keep this up, I'll write to Brother Ran right now!"
The Shiba Inu's ears twitched slightly. It immediately turned around and gave Dong Huaiming a humanlike, disdainful look.
This Little Ming guy was such a loser!
A lazy pig!
He wasn't even as good as Su Qiangwei's wild orange cat, let alone as good as his own noble and elegant Ran Meow. They weren't even on the same level!
Among the Caolu Academy elites who had descended into the Nineteen States of Cang Ming, he had the worst physical fitness. Apparently, he had initially been nothing more than a sickly weakling. If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet a renowned physician, his pet might not even have had time to send him out of the Chaos Starfield before he dropped dead on the spot.
Still, for Burning Treasure's sake, it would give Little Ming a little face.
Lord 98725 was quite considerate toward his own pet.
"Hah... Hah..."
Dong Huaiming jogged awkwardly to the Shiba Inu's side and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. "You were fine just now. Why did you suddenly start running?"
"Did you find the Demonic Son's trail?"
In Dong Huaiming's understanding, 98725 was a golden Walnut Essence in the real world. But here in the Chaos Starfield, there didn't seem to be any land animals with a similar appearance. If it really turned into an actual walnut, that would be... a