The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1521: Chapter 1521: Master Ming is not someone we can meet

Zhuu Shu had not expected that Beiting Huang had already figured out that he was already a Level 2 professional. Did this mean that Beiting Huang was still very concerned about him?

Sitting atop a Snow Wolf, Zhuu Shu was feeling somewhat elated. Compared to the Zhuu Shu who was previously bent on seeking death, he seemed like a completely different person now.

The Snow Wolf noticed his change of heart and intentionally slowed its pace to fall behind the group. With a warning tone, it said, “Kid, don’t harbor any inappropriate thoughts about my master. My master is a Great Lord, and your strength is like that of a three-year-old child to him. Don’t get any ideas!”

“Uh,” Zhuu Shu became a bit uncomfortable. “I’m not thinking anything! He’s your master, isn’t he also my lord?”

“Good that you know it!” The Snow Wolf, proud of having a Contract with Beiting Huang two days before Zhuu Shu arrived, arrogantly added, “There are many more powerful than you around our lord, like Master Ming and Lord Agu’er. They could kill us with just a flick of their Little Finger. If you dare have any bad thoughts about the lord, they’ll know and could flick you to death just as easily.”

Since Zhuu Shu revered Beiting Huang as his lord, naturally he wanted to understand more about Beiting Huang. So, he attempted to learn more from the Snow Wolf, “Brother Wolf, we’re both our lord’s men, how could I dare disrespect our lord? I know about Lord Agu’er, but who is Master Ming?”

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Being called “Brother Wolf” pleased the Snow Wolf considerably.

It must be known that they were soldiers of Mo Ao, different from the other magical beasts of Beiting Huang. Little Vine was just a divine-level magical beast that directly served Beiting Huang. In contrast, the Snow Wolves were under Mo Ao’s command. Feeling somewhat inferior, they could only show off in front of Zhuu Shu.

“Master Ming? Master Ming is someone we can’t just meet.” The Snow Wolf, having heard of Beiting Huang’s incredibly powerful natal magical beast, spoke with admiration in its tone, “All in all, just remember this: Following our lord will never leave you at a loss.”

“Of course!” Zhuu Shu, who had already tasted the sweet fruits of following his lord, was definitely not denying this point.

A man and a wolf trailed at the end of the group, talking as they walked, gradually addressing each other like brothers. And as they crossed the Dark Demon Plains heading towards a vast city, a troop on horseback rushed toward them, blocking their path.

This troop consisted of over a hundred people, a formidable force with everyone riding uniformly on silver-horned horses, clad in armor, and wielding weapons. Upon encountering Beiting Huang and his group, they immediately encircled them.

“Halt! Who are you?”

The troop split open to create a path, and the sound of hooves “cloppety-clop” approached. A troop leader emerged, riding a two-winged horned horse and dressed in silver armor. He had delicate features and held a long sword in his hand, examining Beiting Huang and the group with sharp, stern eyes.

“Sister?” Zhuu Shu was surprised and pleased to see this person. His sister must have heard news of his accident and consequently came looking for him. He hurriedly spurred the Snow Wolf forward, calling out loudly, “Sister!”

“Sister, I’m here!”

Zhuu Shu quickly moved from the back of the group to the front, waving to the female leader disguised as a man. Hearing his voice and seeing who it was, she was also taken aback and, unlike Zhuu Shu’s elation, she asked in astonishment, “Weren’t you dead?”