The black dog, its legs weak, lay outside the dilapidated temple, tail between its legs, not daring to make a sound.
The black-clad figure spoke in an icy voice, "I always knew I shouldn't have let you handle things. This time, it cost me so much effort, and look what you've brought back?"
The black dog whimpered pitifully, "Master, don't be angry. I'll go and take back the Storage Ring for you."
The black-clad figure said, "That girl possesses powerful mana, not something you can contend with. It seems I must act personally. You go and keep an eye on her, but as soon as she dares to leave the Imperial Palace, I'll seize her immediately."
"Yes, yes!"
The black dog nodded repeatedly, and then dashed off, fearing that it might get roasted by the black-clad figure.
The black-clad figure stared at the flames, cursing coldly, "Long Fei, last time you ruined my plans, this time I'll make sure both you and your woman won't even have a grave."
