"Yeah," Ye Qingci raised an eyebrow and said, "Who knows if your dog is sick, what if it is? A hundred thousand is nothing. If I get a dog to bite you twice, I'll give you two hundred thousand!"
The dog owner was confused by Ye Qingci's words and stood with her mouth open, unable to speak for a while.
Ye Qingci raised an eyebrow at her, "What else do you have to say? It was your fault to begin with, yet you wanted to kick us and extort money. Is this how your parents and teachers raised you?"
"Enough!" The dog owner had been spoiled since childhood and had a bad temper. Enraged by Ye Qingci's scolding, she fiercely ordered her dog, "Son, bite her!"
Emboldened by its owner, the poodle barked ferociously at Ye Qingci and charged towards her.
Ye Qingci let out a sharp scream.
She was still afraid of dogs.
She had momentarily put her fear aside because she couldn't stand to see Shi Yi at a disadvantage.
