Dharma King lay comfortably on his belly, keeping watch over his surroundings.
Suddenly, he felt a chill across his back and instinctively got up to see what was going on.
Normally, when Dharma King moved, Rice would dig his claws into his fur to keep from falling off, or simply jump to the ground.
But the unconscious Rice fell straight to the ground.
Dharma King looked back, and his canine eyes instantly widened. His heart nearly leaped out of his chest.
From sheer fright.
If something happened to Rice, how would he explain it to his master?
More importantly, Rice had been with him, with no one else around. What if his master thought he had hurt Rice?
Even a dog with a dozen mouths couldn't explain his way out of that.
Forget becoming the Dog Elder-he might end up as dog meat.
There was blood at the corner of Rice's mouth, so Dharma King didn't think Rice was faking an injury to frame him.
Trembling with fear, Dharma King approached Rice and nudged him gently. There was no response.
Dharma King's heart sank. He tried a few more times, but there was still no response.
I have to tell my master right away.
Dharma King picked Rice up by the scruff of his neck, set him on the chair, then turned and raced outside.
When Chen Luo had left, Dharma King had wagged his tail to see him off.
When my master's away, I'm the leader.
So Dharma King knew which direction Chen Luo had gone, and he was sure he couldn't have gone far.
Even if he hadn't seen him leave, Dharma King could track him by scent.
Dharma King sprinted off. In his anxiety, he ran faster and faster, soon surpassing even the Level Five Chen Luo's