Trident always knew, Jiang Wang wanted to rub its dog head...
In the past, of course, it wasn't possible. Just a mere cook daring to overstep, the outcome would be unpredictable.
Now it's different, both sides can already be considered... how do humans say that word?
"Friends."
Not knowing how to express closeness, it leaned its head over, allowing him to rub it.
The reason this was done in the cave, naturally, was that a king's dignity wouldn't allow it. If its subordinate warriors saw this scene, it would indeed have to dive into a magma pool.
The great King of Huo Dou lowered its head and asked to be rubbed, Jiang Wang was indeed a bit flattered, carefully rubbing once, then again, and again...
Honestly speaking, Trident's fur was smooth, and its flesh tender, making the dog head's feel quite extraordinary.
The most important thing was that sense of style!
