"Sir, what brings you here?" Jun Wangchen looked at Han Fan and asked calmly.
As he spoke, he instantly suppressed the pressure Little Gold, the Greenwood Dog, was exerting on Han Fan, allowing Han Fan to breathe a sigh of relief.
Even so, Han Fan remained pale, fine beads of sweat covering his forehead, as though he had narrowly escaped death.
"My name is Han Fan, a descendant of the Han Family, one of the Cloudrise Tribe's four great bloodlines. I came here today to find a demon beast to contract with. These Greenwood Dogs of yours look good. I'll take them all." Wearing an arrogant expression, Han Fan pointed at the Greenwood Dogs.
Judging by the impression they had just given him, these Greenwood Dogs were extraordinary. If he could bring them under his command, his overall strength would undoubtedly improve considerably.
"All of them? Are you sure?" Jun Wangchen looked at Han Fan with some amusement.
Han Fan paused, realizing that this was indeed a little excessive. After a moment's hesitation, he pointed at Little Earth. "Then I'll take this one."
Little Earth was the largest of the Greenwood Dogs and looked quite powerful.
When Han Fan pointed at Little Earth, the dog's gaze turned cold, a chilling glint flashing in those eyes.
Deep down, Little Earth believed that only Jun Wangchen was worthy of becoming the dog's master.
"Late Yellow Tier strength is too weak. You can't control these Greenwood Dogs of mine. Try another Animal Care House." Jun Wangchen smiled casually and beckoned to Little Earth.
Little Earth immediately stuck out a tongue and obediently licked Jun Wangchen's hand.
In truth, if Jun Wangchen had not been there, Little Earth would have already torn Han Fan apart with a swipe of a claw.
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