The Big Black Dog was full of anguished howls.
It knew well that Jiang Fan's identity as His Majesty Nanqian must have been uncovered, otherwise Jian Sankuang would never have dared to pursue, let alone act so ruthlessly against it.
Yet, it could never reveal Jiang Fan's location.
Once they found Jiang Fan, it would lose its usefulness and would surely be disposed of.
Its status as the National Guardian Dog was meaningless in this deserted library; even if Jian Sankuang killed it, no one would know.
Its three eyes rolled around, and it said, "My master... he is far away!"
Boom!
The response it got was the crushing of a giant sword, grinding its bones until they creaked and almost broke.
The Big Black Dog screamed in agony, yet it still gritted its teeth, refusing to divulge anything.
It knew how to choose between getting hurt and losing its life.
Jian Sankuang's fair face turned slightly cold: "Since you seek death, I'll grant it!"
