Chen Miao stared at the child and the dog in shock.
They had been only twenty or thirty meters away, yet he had not noticed either of them until the child spoke. What was more, neither the child nor the dog-which was clearly no ordinary animal, judging by its size-bore him any ill will!
But that made no sense!
Who would see someone dragging corpses around and think he was a good person?
Not running away was one thing, but striking up a conversation?
The child was like that, and so was the dog!
Something was very wrong here.
But Chen Miao was still some distance away, beyond the reach of his Eyes-Closed Perception.
While Chen Miao hesitated, the child spoke again.
"Need any help?"
Chen Miao froze.
Help?
Help with what?
He lowered his head and looked at the three corpses beside him.
Could the child mean carrying the corpses?
After a moment's thought, Chen Miao tentatively gave a small nod.
Seeing that, the child raised a hand and patted the big dog's head.
"Brother Black, go help."
Then Chen Miao saw the enormous black dog, standing a meter and twenty centimeters at the shoulder, walk toward him.
He involuntarily backed away.
No one could remain unfazed at the sight of a black dog that big.
Chen Miao's Ironblood Eight Extremes could handle a few thugs, but if he actually fought this black dog, an elbow strike would probably do nothing but put an extra serving of meat in its mouth.
By the time he had retreated seven or eight meters, the black dog had reached the corpses.
With a bite and a toss, it flung a corpse onto its back.
Just as Chen Miao thought it would load all three corpses onto its back, he discovered that the