"Yo, I said that Daoist Cao looked like a homeless dog. Why is someone in such a rush to get angry? I was wondering, and it turns out there's a little puppy!" Laughter came from the grand tavern adorned with gold and jade bricks.
"Haha..." Many people on the tavern laughed. There was a group of young masters, disciples of elite families, and also heirs of the undying great sects.
In addition, there was a gentle laughter from a woman.
Although they couldn't be seen, as they were inside the building, one could imagine how everyone found those words amusing.
"Puppy, you got laughed at!" Cao Yusheng turned around, lowering his head to look at the little dog.
At this moment, the puppy's eyes were slightly blue with anger, its nostrils emitting white smoke, gritting its teeth, it said: "Kid, you won't die, but I can tell you that living will be more unbearable than death!"
