Fortunately, he had withstood it. Now that he was on guard, it wouldn't be so easy to fall for it next time.
"PHEW." Lance let out a long breath. He admitted to himself that the successful actions against the Ascension Sect had caused him to lower his guard against those fiends.
Indeed, as long as the Old Ancestor lived, he couldn't afford to slack off for a single moment.
"Wang Cai!" Lance called. Wang Cai came trotting in eagerly, but then it suddenly seemed to realize something. Its steps grew hesitant, its eyes looked up at its master, and it kept glancing back, displaying strong unease.
"Come here," Lance beckoned, urging it repeatedly.
Wang Cai could only shuffle forward slowly, head down but eyes warily on Lance, its every movement cautious.
Lance, however, was in no mood to play. His hand shot out like a pouncing tiger, grabbing Wang Cai by the scruff of its neck and dragging it deeper into the house.
