"Hmm." Zhuang Jianbai gently responded, ran to the fallen Winter Dog, crouched down, and took out the Healing Ointment.
"Owl..."
As the cold ointment was applied on its body, the Winter Dog slowly opened its eyes. Seeing its owner healing its wounds, it lowered its head, letting out a remorseful cry.
Zhuang Jianbai carefully applied the ointment on Winter Dog, and as he heard Winter Dog's cries, clearly seeing the singed thick fur, his heart gradually calmed down.
They had already given their all.
But the opponent was too strong to be defeated, unbeatable.
In this instant, many scenes flashed through his mind like a slideshow—bringing the ailing Winter Dog home on a stormy night; the joy of defeating their first opponent through rigorous training with Winter Dog; standing on the final stage of the Taibai Cup with Winter Dog, seizing the championship amid endless cheers...
