For a moment, Wang Wu's gaze at the Little Wild Boar was a bit complicated, and also slightly, no, just a tiny bit moved.
It turned out that because of that one time he made a move, it was now chasing after him without hesitation to help.
Calling him brother at every turn, which he found absurd yet couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed.
No need to talk about hidden motives, really, they're all just low-level little demons, not worth it.
Oh!
Who would have thought that in the depths of this West Wilderness, a place where demons run rampant and competition is fierce, there would be such naive and pure demons.
It even made Wang Wu feel a bit guilty.
At this moment, the Little Wild Boar continued to cheerfully introduce:
"I used to be the ninth in the family, so I'm called Pig Nine, but I've changed my name now to match my big brother Niu Aihua's heroic spirit; I'm now called Pork Belly!"
"I have no other issues, just a bit gluttonous, but not lustful. As for this brother—"
