Song Tan crouched down, with Spiritual Energy surging and condensing into the palm of her hand. Then she clapped her hands:
"Come over, all who like me!"
In that instant, the Spiritual Energy, like smoke dispersed by a pat, wound around her hands without dissipating. Sun Shouping had been standing by with a smile, but his expression gradually shifted to one of utter surprise.
Because his dozen or so dogs were now all pricking up their ears, looking spirited!
The next second, they all charged over!
"Woof!"
Song Tan burst into laughter, her crouched figure enveloped by more than a dozen dogs, their fluffy heads constantly reaching over, sniffing her palm with their wet noses before being pushed away by other dog heads.
From a distance, one could no longer see Song Tan's figure.
Sun Shouping's face went numb—though he had given the order for the dogs to behave well and welcome their potential new owner, this was too good of a performance, wasn't it?
