Fei Qingsu stepped out of the room. He needed to hurry and continue his exploration.
As he passed by a narrow path, a faint whimpering sound drifted toward him. He followed the noise and found a small dog covered in blue and purple bruises, as if it had been brutally beaten. Its fur, which should have been white as snow, was matted, gray, and filthy, emitting a pungent, foul odor. Moreover, blood and pus continuously seeped from the wounds on its body.
The poor creature was so thin it was little more than skin and bones. Every rib was clearly visible, appearing as if the slightest touch would pierce through the skin.
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