Don't Believe That Rotten Old Man
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"How about I buy you the best seafood tomorrow? Lobster or tuna, or even seal or whale meat if you want?" Luke said.
The dog abruptly lifted its head. It barked, then scampered around the house; clearly, it was very pleased with this reward.
Luke watched it run around in several circles with a smile. Finally, he grabbed the dog and pulled it over. "But remember, you must protect Selina well, or you know what will happen to you."
As long as Selina was safe, anything was negotiable.
If anything happened to Selina, he would definitely beat the crap out of the dog head.
The dog head pretended to shiver, but it wasn't actually scared.
That the fiend doted on Selina was an ironclad fact which the dog head despaired over.
The next morning, Luke and Selina got up early and left home before sunrise. They had breakfast in the car.
They were taking the dog to Seafood Paradise Market in Chinatown in San Gabriel Valley.