The giant dog's eyes seemed to possess an enchanting power that penetrated the human soul, and human words came from its mouth.
"This guy isn't lying."
"Keep him, might come in handy..."
"Alright."
Wolff stared blankly at the giant dog muttering to itself before him.
In the next moment, a flaming, bloodthirsty mouth suddenly opened right before him.
His eyes widened abruptly, and before he could react, the giant dog had already grabbed him in its mouth like a toy, rushing out the door...
.....
"Rustling..."
The sound of the pencil swiftly sketching across the paper.
The afternoon sunlight spilled into the room like gold.
Lu Yuan sat by the window, holding a cup of warm coffee, leisurely enjoying his lovely afternoon tea time.
About two meters away from him was a moderately sized wooden easel.
A paintbrush floated in mid-air, as if controlled by an invisible hand, darting swiftly across the canvas.
In no time, a rather exquisite sketch appeared on the canvas.
