Mo Hua raised an eyebrow and pointed at it:
"Vile creature, such nerve!"
The big dog seemed to understand a little human nature, and knew Mo Hua was scolding it. Immediately, its white hair stood on end, it slowly stood up, looking at Mo Hua with a fierce gaze.
When it stood up, it revealed its figure, taller than Mo Hua by a head, baring its teeth, indeed somewhat intimidating.
Yet Mo Hua remained unafraid.
Because the dog was chained.
Even though he was shorter by a head, he still faced off with this Big White dog with a commanding presence.
But after watching for a moment, Mo Hua felt a bit conflicted.
What to do next?
Beat up the dog?
Or find a way to slaughter it, stew it into a meat pot, and calm Yu Er?
As if sensing Mo Hua's "great disrespect," this Big White dog suddenly became enraged, its expression turning even more hideous, a powerful, intimidating pressure spreading from its body.
Within its vertical pupils, something seemed to be swirling with light.
