This was an extremely smart dog. Hearing its master Neville’s words, it barked twice at Jasper.
The sight had all the Hanks present chortling.
Everyone looked at Jasper with disdain as if they were looking at a beggar who had come asking for scraps.
Julian, who had been standing behind Jasper the entire time, took a step to stand beside Jasper with a cold gaze.
Everyone then watched as Julian took a deep breath, one that went straight to his core. The man’s eyes widened abruptly as he opened his mouth to shout.
It was a loud growl that was deep, powerful, and extremely thundering. It reminded Jasper of a lion’s roar in the savanna.
Everyone felt their chests stifle while their hearts seemed to skip a beat. Their breathing grew heavy and they felt uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, the fierce dog beside Neville let out a pitiful whimper. His tail shook between his legs as a puddle of liquid began to form between its hind legs.
It had peed itself in fear.
That scene shattered whatever dignity the Hanks family had.
“What do you think you’re doing, Jasper? So you’re bringing people over to my house to assert dominance now?” Neville’s face was flushed red as he looked up to Jasper to shout. He felt the urge to kick this shameful dog to death.
“A dog will always be a dog. Fierce as it is, it’s still just a dog, no?”
Jasper spoke with a subtle smile, and all the Hanks family present felt the color drain from their faces in anger.
While it seemed like he was talking about the German Shepherd, it was really an insult to the Hanks family.
Neville roared, “Who are you calling a dog here?”
“So you acknowledge it then?” Jasper commented calmly.
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