"Many thanks, Lord Ergouzi!"
Dry Flame Saint Child showed an elated expression, gratefully speaking.
"Woof, Little Qianzi, from now on follow your Master Ergouzi, and I'll ensure you sleep safe and sound, much better than being some Fire Qilin Cave Saint Child!"
Ergouzi couldn't stop grinning, never having imagined that one day it would take on underlings, and ones that swore allegiance no less.
"Don't worry, Lord Ergouzi, it'll be your word and no one else's. You tell me to go east, I'll go east; you tell me to go west, I'll go west. Wherever you point, I'll strike!"
The Dry Flame Saint Child smiled humbly, also letting out an inward sigh of relief. Though he had gambled his future prospects and fate, he had after all saved his own life, and that was enough.
"Woof, Little Qianzi is very accommodating, but Lord Ergouzi still prefers the unruly pride you had before."
Ergouzi stood upright, casually stating with its paws crossed over its chest.