The Transformation Pool

Thinking it over, Jiang Chen decided to let Whitey come forward.

Whitey arrived shortly thereafter. He had a glacial air about him. Sitting down beside Jiang Chen, he didn't even throw a glance at the golden roc and the three high-level monsters.

It was easy to notice that the golden roc and the three high-level monsters were obviously a little nervous as Whitey walked in.

They were astounded to see Whitey so obedient.

"I've something to ask you."

Jiang Chen reached for Whitey's head. Running his fingers through Whitey's hair, he stopped at the neck area.

"What's that?" Jiang Chen asked coldly.

The golden roc knew what he was talking about. He looked even more embarrassed.

The hair on Whitey's neck didn't look natural. It was flattened almost to baldness. It wasn't hard to imagine that he'd been chained up for a long time.

"Did you treat your God of Carnage like a beast?" Jiang Chen questioned.