Hundreds of dogs of all shapes and sizes had gathered together in such a short time. If anyone saw them, the scene would probably be reposted all over Weibo the very next day, so Lily immediately herded the lot behind Hao Ren's big house.
As mentioned before, Hao Ren's house was actually the last residence on the very outskirts of the South Suburbs. It was also located at the end of Baishi Road, with wasteland directly behind it and walls or long-abandoned, empty houses on both sides. Calling it the boundary line of human civilization in the South Suburbs wouldn't be an exaggeration. Although gathering hundreds of dogs behind the house couldn't completely escape notice, at least it wouldn't attract too much attention in the short term.
Hao Ren and Vivian followed them over and clicked their tongues in amazement at the spectacular sight before them.
There were hundreds of dogs, only half of them owned pets. The rest were the South Suburbs' specialty residents—strays. The army before them contained countless breeds and came in every size imaginable, from Tibetan Mastiffs that could stand as tall as a person to pugs that were barely bigger than rabbits even when stretched out. They looked like a multinational force from the United Nations. Roll heard the commotion and came over to take a curious look. He was so frightened that he let out a yelp and shot onto the roof—onto the roof of a two-story building! He scrambled straight up along the wall. The poor fellow had probably thought that after running rampant through the neighborhood for so long, he had finally gotten his comeuppance: the entire canine nation of the South Suburbs had come to punish him...
Lily strutted proudly before the pack and inspected them. Every dog lowered its head