"Good dog, good dog..."
'These are anti-spy dogs,' Wang Yi thought. 'They can eavesdrop from miles away, and their ability to "listen well and distinguish good from evil" is incredible. If I keep them in the village, they'll be perfect for catching spies and moles. They'd never miss.'
"Da Mao!"
Wang Yi shouted. The dog, Da Mao, let out a bark. Not far away, Pang Damao also hurried over in response. "What are your orders, Boss?"
He glanced at the six strange, Six-Eared Yellow Dogs, but he'd learned not to be surprised. His boss possessed Immortal-like abilities; conjuring six large dogs out of thin air was hardly shocking.
"It's funny that you two have the same name!"
