This guy could actually laugh at the Spring Festival Gala?
Watching from the side, Yue Wen was also deeply shocked.
As the little Golden Pixiu Dog darted into the room, the Black-Robed Man stood and turned, revealing a middle-aged face covered in stubble.
"Heh heh." He looked at the little Golden Pixiu Dog. "Haven't you already been back this week? Did you get something again?"
"Whine, whine..." The Golden Pixiu Dog cried a few times.
"Miss your mom?" The Black-Robed Man naturally understood its language. "As long as you work hard out there, you'll be able to buy your mom's freedom sooner or later."
"Woof!" The Golden Pixiu Dog barked again.
"All right, all right, I'll let you see her." The Black-Robed Man smiled. "You've barely been in the city, and you've already learned to celebrate New Year. I haven't even gone home to see my mom..."
As he spoke, he turned and walked toward a small door to the side marked with formation patterns. He formed a hand seal and opened it, revealing a small staircase leading underground.
The Black-Robed Man led the Golden Pixiu Dog down the stairs into the basement.
In the center of the small basement stood a large iron cage secured with a seal. Inside lay a large Golden Pixiu Dog, its body covered in golden fur and nearly the size of a lion, its eyes closed and its breathing weak.
Seeming to sense something, it suddenly raised its head and saw the little Golden Pixiu Dog approaching with the Black-Robed Man. It immediately let out low whimpers, frightened and anxious.
"I was kind enough to let your little one come for a reunion, and the moment you meet, you tell it to run away. Are you asking for another shock?" The Black-Robed Man snorted