That morning.
Bing Aoqing had slipped out to the market to buy vegetables behind Li Zhōujūn's back.
She had decided that, no matter what, she still had to practice her cooking.
At the market.
Bing Aoqing was picking out vegetables.
A young man sat by the roadside, with a cloth spread on the ground before him and some greens laid out for sale.
This young man was none other than Dong Changsheng, who had risen early to harvest some of the greens he had grown and brought them to the market to sell.
Watching Bing Aoqing carefully select her vegetables, Dong Changsheng felt a little envious. "That Azure-Robed gentleman is truly lucky to have a girl untouched by worldly concerns cooking for him."
"Heh heh, even a dog wouldn't eat what she cooks."
Just as Dong Changsheng was sighing with emotion, an old man dressed in white walked up before him and sneered.
Dong Changsheng frowned at the old man in white. "Old sir, isn't that a little rude?"
"Heh heh, because I'm a dog myself." The old man in white grinned at Dong Changsheng, and his aged human face transformed into the face of a white-haired dog.
A monster!
Dong Changsheng stood rooted to the spot in shock, but by the time he came to his senses, the old man in white had already vanished.
"Could I have seen things?" Dong Changsheng rubbed his eyes in disbelief. But that dog's face... why did it look so familiar?
It looked a little like Old Bai?
Old Bai was a white mongrel he had happened to save three years ago.
It had been drizzling that day. He had just returned from the riverside after catching fish when he saw a white mongrel lying by the road, covered in wounds. The dog