You’re Looking Down on Me!

The rain slowly came to a stop when morning arrived. When the sun rose, Su Ming came out of his contemplation. Once he lifted his head, he saw the two white dogs wagging their tails while staring at him with pitiful expressions.

Clearly, with the intellect possessed by the two people—formerly cultivators—they could not accept dying in such a manner. Even if there was only the slightest hint of possibility, they did not want to give up on hope.

Su Ming's expression remained the same, but he was laughing coldly in his heart. He was never one to be merciful to his enemies, but he did not lie to them the previous night either. However, whether or not it could become true would entirely depend on the two white dogs' future performance.

"White One, White Three, let's go."