"Um..." Wen Yu began, looking hesitant.
Seeing Wen Yu's expression and Cyclops's impatient eyes, the sophisticated Old Sam instantly understood. He first glanced at the German Shepherd lying outside, then at the magic crystals in Wen Yu's hand, before saying hesitantly, "It won't be life-threatening, right?"
"No, absolutely not. Dog Bro may be ugly, but he's very gentle."
Cyclops simply adjusted his vocal cord structure and uttered a lewd sentence, then, ignoring Old Sam's shocked expression, darted out.
In an instant, the German Shepherd's wail of pain echoed out.
Wen Yu, with a helpless expression, looked at the distressed Old Sam and silently took out five more Third-level magic crystals. At the same time, he comforted him, "Maybe he'll leave you a puppy. My battle pet is quite strong; his offspring will be quite powerful. Don't dwell on it..."
Wen Yu patted Old Sam on the shoulder, feeling utterly helpless regarding Cyclops.
