Of course, these are all matters for the future.
Below Spirit Mountain, Song Changming whistled, and the sound echoed through the valley.
Soon, a yellow and a white swift wind blew in, landing in front of Song Changming.
"Did you have fun outside?" Song Changming smiled as he rubbed the two dogs' heads.
Dahuang and White sat crouched, lowering their heads happily barking twice in response.
When he went to Celestial Tao Academy, he let the two big dogs roam free in the wild, racing and chasing across the mountains.
Now nearly two months had passed, the climate turning colder, and Song Changming reckoned it was about time to head back.
After all, the purpose of this trip was basically achieved, and he couldn't stay outside for too long.
"Young master, are we going back?" Su Qingqing, who had been following along, couldn't help but ask.
"Why, can't bear to go back?" Song Changming said with a faint smile.
