The Pig Emperor huddled cautiously, head bowed, stealing glances at the woman.
It couldn't understand why such a being would appear here.
The woman pointed at Mo Qi, patted the Pig Emperor's head, then dissolved into white light and returned to the ring.
The Pig Emperor froze.
'No way. Could it be that Mo the kid is actually connected to this great personage?'
The Pig Emperor's first reaction wasn't pride, but a desire to get far away from Mo Qi and cut all ties.
'This personage is no peaceful soul. The very name of the Witch once made countless people tremble in fear.'
'In that great battle, if not ten thousand, then at least eight thousand powerful figures died at her hands.'
'If word gets out, being by Mo Qi's side means I won't even know what killed me when the time comes.'
For a moment, the Pig Emperor was lost in thought, its heart wavering.
Clearly, staying with Mo Qi would be a huge opportunity, but it also came with immense risk.
