Jia San stroked the white fox’s fur and asked with a puzzled look, "Brother Goshawk, is this really what a dog looks like? It’s actually quite beautiful! And its eyes are purple! Thank you, I really like it!"
Having grown up outside the city, he had come straight to the Qian Family upon his return and had never seen a dog before. The species had become increasingly rare; the poor couldn’t afford to keep them, and the rich were too afraid, fearing that if they kept one too long, it might turn into a monster.
Huer Niang shook her fur and let out another yelp. Goshawk felt reassured.
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