After hearing Hong Dali speak about buying a mountain, Tang Muxin weakly said, "Why do you want to buy this mountain? It is so scenic here. Do you wish to level the mountain and build houses?"
As though the Tibetan mastiff was responding to Tang Muxin, when she finished speaking, it barked twice. Arf Arf. Later, he dragged the lackey along with him, running all over before settling at the bottom of a tree, leaving a mark…
Hong Dali was overjoyed looking at it and started singing. "Year 2014, that day in spring~gg~, there was a Tibetan mastiff~ on the Tianjing Mountain in heaven, it peed in a circle~ee~~~. That was certainly fate, fate! This mountain shall belong to me. I will be the king!"
"…" Tang Muxin was left speechless.
Lackeys: "Young Master, this song is a stroke of genius—mighty and forceful!"
