When he focused his gaze, he saw that the rebellious mutt had already landed on the ground and, in a flash, appeared beside an unfamiliar female.
Iverson's mouth twitched, a vein bulging on his forehead. "..."
'That damn mutt!'
"You have Ren Qing's scent on you." Earl Li closed in on Anu Ya, demanding urgently, "Do you know him? Where is he now?"
The sudden approach of the strange male made Anu Ya stumble back a step in fear.
Earl Li was growing impatient. He reached out, intending to grab Anu Ya and take her away for a proper... interrogation—no, a proper questioning. But just as he did, his outstretched hand was caught. "Earl Li, use your words. Don't go scaring the young lady."
Earl Li's eyes darkened. He slapped Iverson's hand away and turned to him impatiently. "You said it yourself. As long as I came to participate in this damn Holy Beast selection, you wouldn't try to control me and would let me do as I please."
