As the two of them said, they each presented a bowl and started drinking.

I drank several bowls in one breath.

Then, a man glared at his eyes and fell to the ground with a straight thud.

"Oh, why are you..."

The other person only said half of his words, then he fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth and died.

The dog next to him was frightened and his heart kept beating.

It’s not that the dog has ever seen murderers.

You know, these slave traders usually kill no one or two.

It was just a first time for the dog to kill the other party through his own hands.

The task was completed well.

The dog wagged his tail and returned to the cave. She did not feel any guilt or sad about her killing the wolf.

On the contrary, he just kept waving his tail with full expectation.
Chapter completed!