The village Wang Yao lived in was neither too big nor too small. Gossip always traveled fast inside the village. Having a Tibetan Mastiff as a pet was quite unusual for the villagers, which could attract a lot of attention.
The Tibetan Mastiff was obviously not from the village.
"Help!" Wang Yao suddenly heard someone screaming.
"Go and check what happened," said Wang Fenghua.
"Okay," said Wang Yao.
He found a wooden stick at home and went out with it. He made sure the front door was locked before he and his father went out.
The two of them walked towards where scream was. They saw a group of people standing on the street, then someone carrying an injured man into a vehicle, which went off in a hurry.
"What happened?" asked one of the villagers.
"Someone was bitten by a dog," said another villager.
"A dog? Really?" said an elderly woman in surprise.
