"Furry Bean?"
A surprised voice echoed in the self-study room.
Zheng Qing looked at Grey Pup that appeared squatting beside his feet, somewhat unexpectedly.
There was nothing around Furry Bean, no snake molt or demon corpse as the male witch had anticipated.
Hearing the warlock's call, Grey Pup was stunned for a few seconds before realizing Zheng Qing was addressing it and immediately wagged its tail. Zheng Qing then remembered that when he and his roommates were naming the dog, it was out chasing the No Face snake and wasn't present.
"From now on, your name is Furry Bean, got it?"
The dog, with its tongue out, cheerfully nodded its head.
