Chapter 35: Princess Lark

Pace Juggins jolted and spun around. An old black dog stood at the corner of a wall two or three zhang away. It glared at him with vicious, doggish eyes. Its mouth hung half open, showing a full set of sharp, bone-white fangs that radiated menace. It was that same old black dog, slick as a thief when it came to pawing through corpses and wiping away every trace. "Senior, what are you doing in Jade Capital?" Pace walked toward it, delighted, and asked through a ventriloquist's whisper. The old...