He walked out, his strong limbs stepping on the ground, and as soon as he appeared, he brought an invisible oppression to the scene.

Everyone became nervous as soon as they saw it.

Then, they saw the wolfhound approaching them step by step.

Brother Jian was terrified when he saw this scene.

"Stop it!"

Xiao He waved his hand and said, "Look, it didn't attack anyone."

Hearing this, Brother Jian looked carefully and saw that the wolfhound was carefully sniffing the scent of every employee, but it did not show any hostility, and did not even show its teeth.

How strange!

William kept moving among the crowd, remembering Xiao He's previous teachings, to restrain his attitude, distinguish hostility, and treat the weak as warmly as spring.

It sniffed around and finally showed a lack of interest, wagging its tail lazily, as if it was patrolling its territory, domineering and handsome.

But Xiao He knew what William was thinking at the moment, as if he could see a sentence on his face:

Trash.

Everyone present is a loser.

It bit its tail, and after making sure there was no threat, it picked up its leash, returned to Xiao He, and handed the leash to her.

Demonstrated amazing self-management.

Brother Jian was stunned the whole time, his eyes almost popped out of his head, and he exclaimed in admiration:

"Xiao He, what kind of magic did you cast on it?"