The dog raised its head to look at Lin Suqing, but did not pick up the conversation. After Lin Suqing had made his vow, it fell into silence, simply burying its head and moving forward, apparently without any intention to urgently await a response.
To the dog, the Lin Suqing before its eyes seemed extremely unfamiliar, not like the Lin Suqing it had known before; yet, at the same time, it felt that this indeed was Lin Suqing—that this was how Lin Suqing should be.
In a trance, the dog somewhat believed that the bet Lin Suqing had placed might just be won.
One reason was his identity, which was truly special, constituting a winning foundation in itself; the second reason was that the heavens today were truly vulnerable.
However, it did not completely believe that Lin Suqing would definitely win. Because to it, Lin Suqing was an unknown, a variable.
Most typical of all was the impossibility of ensuring whether his future would become a disaster or not.