"Woof woof woof!" The puppy kept struggling in the man's arms, its bark loud, as if it were on some sort of stimulant. If the man hadn't been strong, he wouldn't have been able to control it at all.
The elderly gentleman standing by had a flicker of concern in his eyes, "Lanshen, be careful, don't let it bite you."
Yes, this young man was the seventh master of the Fu Family, Fu Lanshen.
And this elderly gentleman was Fu Lanshen's grandfather, Ye Changzheng.
"It's fine," Fu Lanshen turned his gaze, "It doesn't bite."
"Is this dog yours?" Grandpa Ye continued to ask.
"Mhm." Fu Lanshen nodded slightly.
"Are you raising it for its meat?" Grandpa Ye looked at Fu Lanshen very strangely.
In the past, Fu Lanshen used to hate those furry creatures. Aside from raising them for meat, Grandpa Ye really couldn't think of a better reason.
Raise it for its meat?
What the fuck! Someone actually wants to eat a dog!
Isn't that terrifying?