CHAPTER 500: RECEIVING THE FURNACE

… … … The dog, or rather a pug, assumed an air of self-importance as it chanted, its two front doggy paws waving in the air with a lewd smile plastered over its angry face. This really challenged the limit of Lin Ming's visual comprehension. No matter how he looked at it, this fellow was more like an old tricky scoundrel. But although this old dog seemed as if it wasn't too dependable, it seemed to know what it was talking about. The Cosmic Melting Furnace began to release...