No, I Am Neither Hungry Nor thirsty!

"What the heck!"

After a brief surprise, Cheng Dongfeng went on an outburst as well, and glared at Dumbo with a cold smile. "I won't believe that my luck is so bad that a dog could walk all over me!"

Duan Tianhe promptly held him back, saying, "Old Cheng, let it go, let it go… why stoop to a dog's level?"

Dumbo was certainly not amused, and its eyes turned to Duan Tianhe as it bared its teeth, "What do you mean? Are you belittling me?"

Meow!

With a loud purr, Trumbo rushed up and grabbed Dumbo's legs with its two front paws, before purring a few more times.

It was only that Dumbo sheathe its sword and said, "My master has an important task for us and would get angry if we kept him waiting, or I would have gone a few rounds with you people. Alright, let's go, Trumbo!"

Leaving an afterimage, it dashed deep into Mount Dadong—on its rear legs.