Just now, it smelled a very terrifying scent.
The scent inexplicably gave rise to a feeling of fear, as if facing a beast stronger and more ferocious than itself, with the sound caught in its throat.
Seeing the unusual reaction of the Black Flame Dog, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, suddenly sensing something amiss—was the Black Flame Dog acting this way out of fear?
But in this remote village, what could possibly frighten a Black Flame Dog?
For caution's sake, the middle-aged man opened the courtyard door again, carefully inspecting the surrounding environment, and after confirming no abnormalities, he returned to the yard.
By this time, the terrifying scent lingering in the air gradually dissipated, and the Black Flame Dog finally relaxed, its tail gently wagging.
Zhao rushed breathlessly back home.
"You're pretty punctual, go wash your hands and get ready for dinner." Zhao San rarely saw his mischievous kid back on time.
