People outside eagerly watching the commotion stepped aside as they saw the car approaching.
Suddenly, a group of people hustled into the yard.
Following them, a middle-aged man wearing a green hat, his belly large enough to cover his feet, walked into the yard with a crab-like gait amid the crowd's loud calls.
In his hand, he held a cane that looked quite expensive.
"Third Master, you finally came. Doggie thought he'd never see you again in this lifetime!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Wild Dog instantly rushed over, tumbling and crawling, and hugged the man's thigh, beginning to wail loudly.
It was as if he had been greatly wronged outside and had found a mountain to lean on like a child finding his parents.
"Who did this to you? Didn't I send you to capture Song Shuang? What happened?"
Third Master looked at Wild Dog, whose half of his face had swelled up like a pig's head, and asked with a frown.
Hearing Third Master's question, Wild Dog began to exaggerate his story.
