Although Gu Tao wasn't always serious, he had a great sense of time and arrived exactly at 5:27 p.m. at the bottom of the tea house, leaning against the stone lion at the entrance, watching the coming and going of people with his glasses on, finding it very interesting.
Most of the people on the street had a battle strength between two and five dogs, and it was rare to see anyone with six dogs. However, the armed police on patrol cars could reach as high as seven or eight dogs, which was already double the combat power of most adults. With the addition of emotional and willpower bonuses, it wasn't a joke that three to five grown men couldn't get close enough to them.
After watching passersby for twenty minutes, Weiwei still hadn't come down. Gu Tao glanced up, then pulled out his wallet to buy a drink at a milk tea shop not far away, and squatted at the bottom of the tea house, drinking and waiting.
