Ye Xingchen's heart trembled slightly. He was a little shocked, but he forced himself to calm down.
Now was not the time to be happy. For a moment, he thought that Little Black had awakened the ability of prophecy, but he was not sure. After all, the ability could not be determined by a grilled octopus alone. It might just be a coincidence.
Everyone's expressions were different, but in the end, they came to the conclusion that it was just a coincidence. After all, it was already rare enough for a dog to be able to talk. It was impossible for this rare dog to be able to predict the future too, right? No one would believe it at all.
"Woof, woof, Master, I think I saw Chen Daran rolling on the ground."
Little Black said as it turned over on the ground. It placed its paws on its stomach and rolled around on the ground, imitating the scene he had just seen.
"Uh, quick, go and see if Chen Daran is okay."