"Oooow, oooow～!" Hu Jiu, praised, raised its head and let out a fond wolf howl. Pei Yan looked somewhat surprised at the Ancestral God who followed and asked, puzzled, "Hasn't it already gained intelligence? Why can't it speak yet?"
"It's not that it can't, it just doesn't want to. Rest assured, Hu Jiu can now think like a normal person, and it can speak if it wants to. It's just not quite used to it yet. When you sign the contract, you two will be able to truly understand each other's hearts and communicate without words." The Ancestral God stepped out of the porch. Seeing its father arriving, Hu Jiu finally moved away from Pei Yan's side and respectfully crawled at the Ancestral God's feet.
"Then let's start! By the way, what about my Hell Demon Butterfly?" Pei Yan propped himself up on the wheelchair armrest, casually asking as he stood up.
