"Thump, thump, thump...!"
His heart pounded wildly, his blood raced, and the Human Emperor Sword was about to burst out within his Consciousness Space.
In short, by the time Ren Ye lowered his head to stare at the Scenting Spirit Hound, he had entered full combat readiness.
Just then, however, he suddenly sensed a terrifying aura rising beside him.
Ren Ye whipped his head around and saw Big Fat Dragon standing there with his usual expression, his eyes narrowing slightly at the Scenting Spirit Hound.
One glance. Just one glance!
The Scenting Spirit Hound, which had been baring its teeth and preparing to bark furiously, actually took an involuntary step back.
A flash of terror passed through its intelligent eyes, so quickly that others could hardly catch it.
"Pfft!"
At the same time, the Scenting Spirit Hound, which had already drawn a breath and was growling low, forcibly swallowed its bark.
It paused briefly in front of Ren Ye, then walked over to Big Fat Dragon, gave him a thoroughly perfunctory sniff, and immediately hurried to the next person.
Though Ren Ye's expression remained unchanged at the sight, inwardly he was utterly astonished.
That fearsome hound stood a full meter and a half tall, with the build of an ox, yet a single look from Big Fat Dragon had scared it into fleeing with its tail tucked between its legs, just like that cowardly Weng Sanren?
Wasn't this way too fucking strange?!
Most importantly, before Big Fat Dragon glared, his body had emitted an aura that frightened Ren Ye, yet everyone else had been completely unaware and shown no reaction.
Why was that?
Ren Ye glanced incredulously at Big Fat Dragon, recalling how that aura had vanished in a flash, giving him no chance to examine it closely.
But he