Wang Daifu now regrets that the old dog he raised has somehow turned into a demon.
His legs are as weak as noodles, trembling uncontrollably, and he can only manage a stiff smile:
"Uncle Cai, the two dogs, big and small, that you brought back are too vicious when they eat humans. They'll alarm the Martial Arts Hall in the County City sooner or later."
The old dog Wang Daifu raised was previously called "Fortune."
Now that it has transformed, its status has naturally risen.
It needs to be called "Uncle" as a sign of respect.
"I will discipline them. They've only recently transformed into demons and haven't shed their natural instincts, so they are a bit unruly."
The old dog mimics a human drinking tea, wearing a satin robe that covers its fur, making it quite resemble a village squire.
"Master, as long as Zhao Erzi guards the ferry and stops anyone from sending messages, Black River County won't notice.
