Watching the dog with a face like the Devouring Taotie, Wu Ya stretched out his hand and vigorously rubbed the dog's forehead.
"Your master used you."
"You can still make him spit out some essence if you act now."
Upon hearing this, the dog's enthusiasm for Wu Ya instantly dropped by 10086.
After struggling free from Wu Ya's devilish grasp, the dog didn't look back and ran towards the room where Wang Mang was in seclusion.
Seeing that the dog really did as he said, the corner of Wu Ya's mouth instantly twitched.
Then, with a grab from afar, invisible ripples immediately enveloped the dog.
The dog, still sprinting, didn't react at once.
By the time it sensed something was wrong around it, it was already by Wu Ya's side.
"Don't block me, believe it or not, Grandpa Dog will take a bite out of you?"
After realizing something was amiss, it immediately made a threat towards Wu Ya.
It glared with wide eyes, speaking very seriously.
