Xu Ying's words led everyone to implicitly praise the dog, ignoring Bai Cuiying collapsing on the ground.
Qi Xiao sighed, "Yes, if it weren't for Hunting Wind, who knows what the child trafficker would have done!"
Chen Su said in a serious tone, "This dog has the potential to be a police dog."
The tourists who had recovered from the shock couldn't help but admire Hunting Wind's intelligence at this point.
The tourists who previously insisted on shooting the vicious dog quieted down, bowed their heads, red-faced, and quietly left.
Bai Cuiying felt wronged by Xu Ying's counterattacks, "I wasn't trying to escape. It was clearly this dog bullying me unilaterally!"
"What kind of people are you all? Twisting facts with no basis!"
"—'Now you feel bad? Hunting Wind was bullied by you all morning!'"
Xu Ying patted Hunting Wind's head. Surrounded by praise, Hunting Wind's drooping head gradually lifted, emerging from a state of depression, full of energy.
