She rubbed her eyes hard.
She wasn't seeing things.
Heihu had knelt.
The cigarette in Director Li's hand burned his fingers, but he didn't feel it.
He was a man who understood dogs.
This wasn't ordinary fear.
This was bloodline suppression!
Only when meeting a true "Dog King," or a fierce beast that's tasted blood and killed wolves, would an ordinary dog be this frightened.
"This..."
Director Li looked at the creature sitting there, its silver fur slightly fluttering in the wind, unsure whether to call it a dog or wolf.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
"Is this a descendant of Black Wind?"
Lin Wan Yi nodded.
"Yes."
Director Li took a sharp breath.
"My goodness."
"This physique, this aura... it's probably a throwback, even fiercer than Black Wind back in the day!"
He couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.
Little Grey just gave him a cold look.
Director Li's extended hand stopped mid-air.
He smiled awkwardly and pulled his hand back.
