Chapter 1684
"Why aren''t they even a little bit scared? It''s as if they''re just out for a post-dinner stroll."
Steward was utterly baffled. Previously, a couple of business partners hade to the ind to
discuss deals, and some were so terrified by the mere sight of a leopard that they''d faint on the spot.
One time, a leopard had to drag an unconscious man by his shirt to the vi''s doorstep for the security
to carry him inside.
Then there was the guy who started screaming and running for his life at the sight of a tiger, only to be
tackled by a few of them. The tigers didn''t hurt him; they just batted him around like a toy, sending him
flying from one side to another, scaring him so bad he wet his pants. It took him days to recover from
that ordeal.
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Another partner tried to scare a tiger off with all sorts of intimidating noises and even cursed at it, only
to be met with a look from the tiger as if it was watching someone retarded. In the end, out of options,
he broke down crying and started sharing his tragic life story with the tiger.
But this pair of buyers was as cool as cucumbers. They were a first.
"Send the hounds to greet them."
When Sean mentioned hounds, he wasn''t referring to a nickname for one of his guys; he meant the
actual dogs that guarded the property.
Horace followed his boss to the front of the vi, puzzled, "Boss, why aren''t there any of their guys out
here?"
Instead, a well-trained pack of hounds lined up and started barking at their approach.
These hounds seemed far more formidable than the tiger they had encountered earlier, each one tense
and ready, as if they would tear them to shreds the moment they stepped through the gate.
Suddenly, Arabe made a sound, a series of elongated, modted tones that seemed like she was
Horace was bbergasted. Was the boss talking to the hounds in some kind of animalnguage? He
had seen some clips online of people doing that sort of thing, but this was real life, and facing a pack of
hounds like this, he''d never seen anyone actually attempt it.
Would it even work?
Back at the monitors, Steward''s jaw nearly hit the floor. One second, the hounds were barking madly at
these strangers; the next, they parted to the sides, sitting down quietly, suddenly docile.
Sean paused in stroking the little tiger cub, amazed that the hounds he''d raised for so many years were
showing such a friendly side to two strangers.
Horace''s eyes were wide with a mix of shock and admiration as he watched his boss walk into the vi
with such nonchnce. He hesitated for half a second before hurrying to catch up.
To his surprise, the hounds didn''t make a move to attack; they just sat there, obediently on either side.
"Boss, how did you do that? What did you say to them? How do you understand animal talk? Are they
actually listening to you??"
"I learned it from a friend." Arabe nced at him, "Wanna learn?"
"Yes, yes, yes!!" Horace nodded eagerly.
This was a life-saving skill! He couldn''t ask for more!
"I''ll teach you another time."
As Arabe entered the main building of the vi, two bodyguards stepped up to block their path.
"Come on, you guys were here this whole time and didn''te out to greet us? With all those hounds
outside, we deserve a little more hospitality as buyers here to talk business," Horaceined.
But the bodyguards were aloof; they didn''t speak, only stretching out their hands indicating that Horace
and Arabe needed to pass through the security gate first.
Horace saw the gate, ornately disguised to blend with the rich decor. If it weren''t for the bodyguards''
gestures, they would never have recognized it as a security checkpoint.
The gate beeped promptly, and Horace surrendered all weapons he had on him, except for a chewing
gum container.
He shook the gum container at the security gate, which remained silent, "Guess I can keep the gum,
right? I like to pop a piece now and then. You guys want some?"