After venting its anger, the Ten Thousand Miles Tracking Dog began to cry mournfully.
Once it finished crying, it wailed a few times to Li Cunxu, who couldn't understand what it was saying, but judging by its expression, it seemed to be thanking him.
Li Cunxu originally planned to feed it some Talking Red Soil to enable it to speak human language, but realized he hadn't brought any.
The Celestial Pavilion Ring had plenty of spare space, but Li Cunxu reserved that for the Ice Flame White Dragon King's treasure.
Li Cunxu said, "The tracking mark on me must have been placed by you, right?"
The Ten Thousand Miles Tracking Dog nodded in agreement.
Li Cunxu thought to himself, "Just as I suspected."
The dog was most skilled at placing tracking marks, so Li Cunxu assumed it had been the one to place the mark on him.
"Well, could you remove it for me?"
