Following behind Duoduo.
Chen Xiao's heart was actually very conflicted.
On one hand, he hoped that Duoduo, this dog that had triggered a monstrous bloodbath, really had intelligence far beyond its kind and would bring him a surprise unlike any other.
But his rational side told him such thoughts were unrealistic.
He had to admit, a dog is just a dog in the end.
Perhaps it could understand human speech, could differentiate who was who.
But could it really understand human emotions?
With such feelings, Chen Xiao followed Duoduo for a long time.
Finally, when they ran to an old district again.
Duoduo's steps had already slowed down.
It was tired.
It had run at least over ten kilometers on this journey.
In between, Duoduo had found a river to drink some water.
Yet, despite this, when it reached the old district, it lay directly on the ground, panting, to rest.
Chen Xiao didn't press it, instead he reached out to stroke Duoduo's somewhat dirty fur.
