The buffalo-sized mastiff, which had black, fluffy hair, walked over. It would be delivering a strong vibe if its eyes were to be seen. Lin Qiao tilted her head from side to side but still failed to see the dog's eyes through its hair.
Lin Qiao looked at the dog with confusion. Then, she dragged Bowwow out from behind herself and asked the Mastiff, "Why do you like him so much? You two are different species now, aren't you? Is there still that dog-to-dog kind of connection between you?"
The dog walked to Lin Qiao and sat down meters away from her, just looking at her silently. She couldn't see the dog's eyes through its thick hair, but she could feel that it was looking at her.
"You can help if you want to, but you can't do what he did. Don't dig holes, but dig gently, okay?" Lin Qiao said to the mastiff and then looked around, saying to Junjun, "Please hand me a hoe."
