The wealthy young men, seeing Da Huang's imposing and domineering behavior, involuntarily gulped down their saliva. At this moment, Da Huang didn't even glance at them. The pride in his eyes was as if a king was surveying his subjects.
One of the men choked out, "Damn it, this dog has such a commanding presence,"
"Yeah, see? Doesn't he have the aura of a ruler?"
"It's not just an aura—he's overwhelmingly powerful. It's simply unbelievable for a dog to possess such a demeanor."
"Indeed, I don't quite understand how one could raise a dog like this."
"..."
Everyone was praising Da Huang, one after another. Li Xiaoqiang and Huo Zhouhua were looking into the fighting ring, while Da Huang strutted confidently by Li Xiaoqiang's side. Despite the many onlookers, he carried himself as though he were human, showing not the slightest hint of weakness.
That feeling was truly bizarre.
Da Huang walked with not a hint of panic, very calm and steady.
