"Haha, that silly dog thought I was just an ordinary Martial Arts Sect member. I beat him up and he told me everything," Wang Cai said excitedly.
He didn't feel the slightest bit guilty for beating up his own kind; he was so exhilarated he almost yelped out loud.
"Aren't they your kin? How can you be so happy after beating up your own kind? Why make life hard for another dog?"
Seeing Wang Cai like this, Mu Can mourned for three minutes for the Hellhound that was in Wang Cai's clutches. Could it ever be in good shape after being with Wang Cai? Probably tormented beyond recognition, and the physical wounds were only part of it, the real damage was to its spirit.
"No no no, we might belong to the same canine family, but there are big fundamental differences."
After hearing Wang Cai's explanation, it was the first time Mu Can learned about his origins from Wang Cai himself.
