"Huh?"
Even Ning An was somewhat surprised as she looked at Cheng Jialei.
A seasoned dog trainer like him, you say he can't see it?
Isn't this outright humiliation?
Sure enough, Elder Wang heard this, took a couple of fierce puffs on his cigarette, then tossed it to the ground, stomping on it a few times until the embers were completely extinguished.
"Kid, tell me, what's wrong with this dog of yours?"
Feeling the atmosphere turn, Cheng Jialei quickly stepped in to explain: "Uncle, that's not what I meant, that's not what I meant."
"What I mean is, maybe my dog isn't the problem, but there's something wrong with my house, and the dog saw it."
Upon hearing this, Elder Wang's serious face instantly broke down, puzzled: "What?"
"What did you say?"
The live broadcast chat was also in a daze.
"I don't get what he's trying to say. He's implying that the dog's got issues, but it's not the dog itself, but the house where the dog lives?"
