C487 Even Dogs Need Money?
A dog wants money, too?
In a quiet valley, Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on a large glowing rock, already in the best state of cultivation. Not far away, Big Yellow was pacing back and forth, muttering to himself.
"Damn brat! You stole my spoils of war and even got me to protect you!"
Big Yellow started flying around recklessly as he looked at Jiang Chen. Although he said those words