Ye Ranran stared at everything before her in disbelief.
Could someone tell her why Qiao Sang was on Huangming Mountain?!
And that thing that had just knocked down the Thunderclap Bird—no matter how she looked at it, it was clearly Qiao Sang's Fire Fang Dog!
The scene before her was so shocking that Ye Ranran stood frozen in place for a moment.
After getting off the Wind Carving, the middle-aged woman who had come with her hurried over to Qiao Sang and asked, "Kid, did you call the police?"
Qiao Sang was still immersed in the ecstatic joy of Fire Fang Dog successfully stealing the finishing blow when someone suddenly spoke, startling her.
She turned to see a moderately built, slightly plump female police officer in uniform.
"That was me!" Qiao Sang replied.
She hadn't expected someone to come even though she had only gotten halfway through the emergency call. In her previous life, where could she have found such efficiency?
Seeing that the girl who had called the police was unharmed, the middle-aged woman sighed in relief.
"Fang!"
Fire Fang Dog ran over to Qiao Sang and warily stared at the suddenly appearing people.
"Where is Zhou Xian?" the middle-aged woman asked, glancing at Fire Fang Dog.
Drawing on her years of experience, she quickly analyzed the situation.
The Thunderclap Bird had already fainted. There was another black lump of some unknown pet beast on the ground, as well as a Fire Fang Dog that clearly did not belong in a battle of this level.
There should have been another pet tamer on this mountain who could fight Zhou Xian, and their level definitely wasn't low.
The charcoal-like pet beast on the ground should have belonged to that pet tamer, but there was no sign of its owner nearby.