"Tingbao!"
Little Ting Dragon stopped moving but didn't look back.
Qiao Sang ran to the front of Little Ting Dragon, squatted down, and said seriously:
"I said, my next contract spot is reserved just for you."
"Ting Ting."
Little Ting Dragon looked up at Qiao Sang, showing an expression of "Don't lie to me," and made a sound.
"Steel Chief," Gangbao translated in his mind.
"Of course," Qiao Sang nodded.
Little Ting Dragon crawled up onto its Beast Tamer's neck, indicating its trust.
Teacher, you almost got me killed... I didn't expect after all this time, the teacher still doesn't think highly of Tingbao, even getting the Dragon King to bring over the little ones from their group, one of which is even a Variant Color Pet Beast, obviously putting in a lot of effort... Luckily, my determination is strong enough... Qiao Sang, with Little Ting Dragon hanging on his neck, walked towards the living room.
"Steel Chief."
