Golden Hellhound

Eventually, Gold Thug's face changed again. He seemed as though he had aged ten years as he weakly said, "I… I'll be your dog!"

Gasp!

Gold Thug's decision surprised everyone, including Duan Ling Tian.

The people on the swift boat exclaimed one after another.

"I can't believe Gold Thug chose to be his dog?"

"He would rather become a dog than die… Seems like Gold Thug values his life more than his dignity!"

"A Martial Monarch powerhouse's dignity is nothing when faced with life or death."

...

Gold Thug's emotion was stirred when he heard their words. His eyes gleamed coldly, and he had the urge to kill all of them.

However, he did not do anything in the end.

He was now the purple-clad young man's dog.

If his Master did not order it, it was natural for him as the dog to not bite. He would be in trouble if his Master was unhappy.

It was clear Gold Thug would decide to be Duan Ling Tian's dog before he even revealed his choice.