In Maomao’s world, there had only ever been rules to follow. If someone said it was time to be put down, it simply waited for the end. It had never once considered disobeying a human command. That was why, when Bai Yu told it to "run," Maomao had frozen in place. An Alaskan Malamute running at full speed is not easily caught. Only after Maomao’s silhouette vanished around the corner did Bai Yu finally let out a sigh of relief. Xiaoliu shook his head, sighed, climbed into the car, and drove away.
The night in Jing City was brilliant, the neon lights like a kaleidoscope, dazzling to the eyes. The young girl squatted by the roadside, and after ten minutes, Daju came trotting back, pleased with itself.
"Did Maomao get away?" Bai Yu asked.
Chapter 75