A devout and excited voice echoed through the silent private room.
Liu Ruyan's phoenix eyes went wide as she looked at Xiao Jiu kneeling on one knee, then at Little Black Dog, who was shrouded in golden light and wearing a blank expression. For a moment, she actually could not react.
This dramatic turn of events had truly exceeded her expectations.
Young Master?
Wangcai?
That Little Black Dog who followed Chen Changqing around all day, doing nothing but eating and sleeping, with a name so rustic it practically shed dirt, was actually the legendary young master of the Heavenly Demon clan?
If this got out, who would dare believe it?
Within the golden light, Wangcai's comfortable whimpers stopped.
It felt warm all over, as if it were soaking in a hot spring, and a power that had lain dormant for a long time deep within its bloodline was being awakened.
It lowered its head and looked at Xiao Jiu kneeling before it, then tilted its head and glanced at its calm, unruffled master nearby. Its blood-red dog eyes were filled with enormous confusion.
Young Master?
Was she calling me?
What did that word mean?
Was it tasty?
"Woof?"
Wangcai gave a tentative bark, its tail swaying uncertainly.
When Xiao Jiu heard that dog bark, not only did she not think anything was amiss, she became even more excited. She raised her head, and those golden pupils burned with a fanaticism never seen before.
"Young Master! This subordinate has finally found you!"
"This time, several branches of our clan left the Ancestral Land precisely to find traces of you amid the vast sea of people!"
"Ever since the ancient Demon Emperor fell, our Heavenly Demon clan has been like a host of dragons without a head, our bloodline withering, divided and