Lin Ge stared in surprise at the old dog lying on the grass, who suddenly lowered its head in shame and buried its face in the soft greenery.
Feeling embarrassed, Lin Ge could not bear to look at it any longer.
Sometimes, a gaze can wound, as in the situation now.
"This one is very stubborn and refuses to integrate into the village life, always lying on the hillside and blowing in the wind alone. So lonely,"
Andil shifted his gaze from the old dog and looked down at the village nestled at the foot of the hill.
Lin Ge also looked toward the village, where little dogs of various colors were running around, frolicking and roughhousing, but there wasn't a person in sight.
This was a village of dogs only...
"There was no village here originally; these houses were built by them. Impressive, right? It just goes to show that they truly are brave warriors. Even after turning into dogs, they remain formidable," Andil said, admiring the delicate houses.