Master flew into a rage in the room and smashed an old-fashioned Eight Immortals table to pieces with a single slap.
It might have been old-fashioned, but it was solid wood.
Even a sledgehammer wouldn't have smashed it into smithereens.
Yet Master's single slap had shattered it completely, leaving it in pieces.
The Cheng siblings standing at the doorway were completely stunned.
The Cheng brothers' eyes widened as they muttered in shock:
"Th-this old man is fierce!"
"H-his hand is even stronger than a sledgehammer..."
But no one paid them any attention. Only Uncle Yu spoke up again at that moment:
"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Mao, what was the deal with that big black dog?"
At the mention of the black dog, Mao Jing shook his head.
"I don't know. We only ran into it on our way back.
It helped us bite the white paper men tracking us to death, then went down the mountain."
I nodded as well.
In any case, Mao Jing and I had never seen that Black Dog Demon before.
Mao Jing and I weren't surprised that Uncle Yu knew about the Black Dog Demon.
Because when I called Master last night, I had mentioned it to him.
But Uncle Yu shook his head.
"Miss Cheng said that after you two passed out last night, a very large dog came into the courtyard. It broke off a section of its claw beside you before leaving."
Mao Jing and I were dumbfounded upon hearing that.
Something like that had happened?
The big black dog had appeared again after we passed out?
Could it have been when I heard Cheng Xiaohong scream before I lost consciousness?
At that moment, Mao Jing and I both looked toward Cheng Xiaohong at the door.
Seeing our questioning looks, Cheng Xiaohong nodded.