A low growl rumbled in Da Huang's throat, and he was ready to pounce at any moment.
The Border Collie, however, was incredibly calm. He merely glanced at Da Huang, like a worldly elder unconcerned with a child's provocations, even finding them a bit juvenile.
"It's okay, Da Huang. You're still my favorite, you know."
An Ning understood and stroked along Da Huang's neck. Just as she expected, Da Huang relaxed a little, pressing against her pant leg and rubbing against it twice.
So many dogs had arrived all at once, making Da Huang a little insecure.
Seeing An Ning comfort Da Huang, Bao Zhengkai, who was standing opposite her, felt a little more at ease.
He began to introduce each dog to An Ning, his tone formal, as if he were introducing a line of decorated heroes.
Which was true. They were, in fact, heroes.
