Ouyang Shuo was now ready to go to the barracks and see the newly selected recruits.
On the way, he saw that little Blackfang had grown up quite a bit. He followed Ouyang Shuo out of the courtyard, his feet rustling behind Ouyang Shuo. Since Er Wazi was in the private school, he had no one to play with during the day, the little dog could only chase himself around the courtyard.
Since Gu Sanniang was presiding over the manor’s kitchen, Blackfang’s food had improved greatly, always having meat in his meal. In less than a month’s time, he had grown quite big and sturdy.
Ouyang Shuo, as the master, every time he wasn’t managing the affairs of the territory, he was back in his room reading, never playing and spending time with Blackfang. Seeing how often its owner ignored it, Blackfang had built up some resentment. Seeing its owner going out, Blackfang moved pitifully along after him, not wanting to be separated from him.
