บท 576: The End of Solomon

Ye Qingxuan didn't know how Old Phil felt so long after they last saw each other. But surely, Old Phil was not an ordinary dog, so it didn't show much emotion. There was still a look of loathing in its eyes, however.

Being warmly welcomed by Ye Qingxuan, Old Phil just nudged him away with its nose and rubbed mud all over him. It acted like they had not been away from each other for so long, but rather that it had just gone next door to steal a cucumber for lunch.

However, a lot of people had gone since then.

Too much had changed.

A long time ago, they came to this city for the first time—a young man and a dog.

Ye Qingxuan had been worried that the virus might make Old Phil ill, yet it only sneezed once and shook some hair off. It didn't feel anything at all. This was really astonishing to some, yet Ye Qingxuan was used to this He always believed that Old Phil was no ordinary dog; it was smarter than any man.