The Tibetan Mastiff was taller than the two identical little kids, and if it decided to run wild, the kids would surely get hurt.
But it's quite empathetic, knowing the little masters couldn't keep up, so it didn't run fast, pulling the two kids forward without letting them trip.
Proud clearly knew the Tibetan Mastiff, running up to it, and compared to the big dog, Proud seemed like it could be taken out in one bite, but the two dogs with contrasting sizes got along well.
They were evidently acquainted, as the two little kids were laughing and running towards Proud.
But seeing that the person holding Proud wasn't someone familiar, one little kid tilted their head and looked up at him, big, dark, and clear eyes blinking adorably.
"Who are you?" The babyish voice was surprisingly assertive.
"Not your business." Lucas Quinn had already let go of the leash, hands in his pockets, arrogantly treating the assertive little kid with a quite rude attitude.
