Like Dog, Like Master

The Black Emperor kept far away from Qin Sheng, staring at him without blinking as he circled around him nonstop.

"Who are you?"

"Qin Sheng, the Shaking Light Saint Son."

"A mere Shaking Light Saint Son could never know my identity. Who exactly are you?"

"Is your identity really that hard to guess?"

Qin Sheng looked at the Black Emperor as though he were an idiot and said,

"You're not a Primordial Creature. You look like an ordinary dog demon, weak as can be, yet you could move freely through Purple Mountain and even leave with us."

"Other than being connected to Emperor Wushi, is there any other explanation?"

The Black Emperor froze, raising a front paw to scratch his head. That did seem to make sense.

"Then why were you certain I was the Great Emperor's dog?"

"I wasn't certain at first."

Qin Sheng said, "I just said it casually at the beginning. Who would've thought you'd actually admit it?"

"You tricked me?" The Black Emperor flew into a rage—for a moment.

"Dog demons are cunning. What's wrong with tricking you?"

"This Emperor is no dog demon, but a supreme emperor, destined to become immortal and reign alone, unrivaled beneath heaven and above earth."

The Black Emperor roared, "Remember this! My name is the Black Emperor!"

"Human, since you know my relationship with the Great Emperor, bow your head and pay homage at once. Acknowledge me as your master, and I shall appoint you my chief protector!"

"Oh, and hand over your Emperor Weapon too. I'll keep it safe for you."

"Unrivaled beneath heaven and above earth?"

Qin Sheng asked, "So you can stand shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Wushi?"

"Emperor Wushi's achievements rival Fortune itself. He has no equal throughout all ages—of course no one can compare to