Li Baoyu took money out of his pocket, stepped forward, and handed it to Xu Changlin.
Xu Changlin took the money, his gaze passing over Li Baoyu to land on Zhao Jun.
Zhao Jun smiled faintly and gave the old man a nod.
Xu Changlin said to Li Baoyu, "Son, if you're not in a hurry, wait a bit. I'll get the dogs for you once I'm free."
"Master Xu, we're not in a rush," Li Baoyu replied, then returned to Zhao Jun's side.
No matter how fierce a dog was, as long as you were holding its leash, it would go with you.
However, there was a condition: the dog's owner had to personally hand the leash to you. If you just went up and grabbed the leash yourself, you'd be lucky not to get bitten.
At this point, among the young men in Xu Changlin's yard, it was clear that Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu were definitely not going to buy his three dogs.
