Old Dog watched as the plate of drool-worthy red-braised meat was taken away, looking at Jiang Yuan with a face full of resentment.
Jiang Yuan squinted and smiled, thinking to himself, "Serves you right for painting the old cucumber green to pretend it's fresh?"
Xie Chenyuan buried his head in the food, not daring to lift it for fear of meeting the gaze of his old ancestor. He was just here for a free meal, without a say in things. Moreover, the old ancestor insisted on playing a pig to eat a tiger, but they didn't catch the tiger and left me to clean this mess.
"Who said I can't eat it? Woof woof!" Old Dog looked around and found nobody speaking up for him.
Yet he wasn't flustered at all; he immediately crossed his legs, restrained his aura, and released his Bone Refining Realm aura with pride, saying, "The master has blessed me with fortune, now I'm a rather powerful demon beast, how can I not eat?"
