465: Chapter 454 Snow Mastiff 465: Chapter 454 Snow Mastiff “Stop the nonsense; you’ve got me all excited already.” Song Yun laughed and cursed, “I can hardly wait to see it.”
Hei Lao San chuckled sleazily a few times without speaking, leading the way for Song Yun and the women.
When they arrived at Guan Bear’s place, the usually ferocious bear shrank into a ball, timidly glancing at Hei Lao San.
“Not bad, Hei Lao San, that skill of yours must be passed down from your ancestors.” Song Yun reassured the three women not to be afraid while jokingly bantering with Hei Lao San.
“Having killed so many animals, I exude a scent of blood, which naturally scares them.
But that mastiff wasn’t like that at all.
It wasn’t afraid of me and even wanted to bite me.
Truly odd, indeed.”
When Song Yun saw what was in the iron cage, his fingers trembling with a cigarette between them, the cigarette fell to the ground.
“Holy fuck, I really didn’t expect you to get a hold of something like this,” Song Yun said, swallowing his saliva in surprise.
Inside the cage lay a Snow Mastiff with pure white fur, clearly wounded, its white hair stained with traces of blood.
Yet, even in this state, its sharp teeth were clenched tightly, growling in a low tone, its fierce eyes staring down Hei Lao San and the others.
“No way, where did you get this from?
These days, domestically raised ones are rare enough, let alone wild ones,” Song Yun asked in astonishment.
“Hehe, we were actually on our way to dump some stuff in XC but ran into this beast on the way.
We thought a tranquilizer gun would easily do the trick to bring it back, but we ended up losing two brothers in the process,” Hei Lao San said with a sigh.
“Damnit, why didn’t you just use live ammo?
With a tranquilizer gun, it takes time for it to take effect,” Song Yun said.
“My Boss Song, you really need to take a closer look at this beast’s fur.
Pure white, not a single blemish.
If you use live ammo, you might ruin the pelts with one shot,” explained Hei Lao San.
“Whether it’s sold dead or alive, it must not be significantly harmed.
It’s been treated like royalty even in my care.”
After listening, Song Yun stared blankly at the Snow Mastiff.
The canine stood nearly one meter tall at the shoulder.
Due to its size, it looked like a ball of flesh.
Its dense mane was like that of an African lion, with a broad chest and piercing, expressive eyes—reserved yet profound.
But one shouldn’t be fooled by its cute appearance and disregard its aggression.
Hadn’t Hei Lao San mentioned that they lost two brothers to this dog?
And looking at the mastiff’s tightly clenched teeth, one bite would assuredly be blissful agony.
“This dog is so cute,” Li Yueyue said, reaching out to touch it, but Song Yun quickly pulled her back.
Sure enough, the Snow Mastiff was ready to snap, just waiting for her hand to come closer.
“This isn’t an ordinary dog,” Song Yun said, smacking his lips.
“Actually, if you had brought some other Tibetan Mastiff, I wouldn’t dare to take it.
Those dogs are dumb brutes with simple minds.
But this Snow Mastiff can be tamed; it’s smart, less wild, and easier to train.”
“Hehe, as long as you like it,” Hei Lao San said, rubbing his hands together with a grin.
For Song Yun, he actually quite liked Tibetan Mastiffs, especially for their loyalty.
However, due to their small brains and strong territorial instincts, they attack strangers easily.
Bringing one home might just ask for trouble.
But he had been very busy lately, and who knew when he might not be home?
Tibetan Mastiffs were said to be able to ward off wolves and chase tigers and leopards.
With the Snow Mastiff tied in the yard, he would feel at ease leaving home for business.
“What would you have done with the Snow Mastiff if I hadn’t come?” Song Yun asked.
“We would’ve probably skinned it to sell the pelt, which could fetch at least ten million,” Hei Lao San said earnestly.
“But I called you first.
As for the price you want to offer, it’s up to you.”
“You’re trying to corner me.
Although the fur might be worth ten million after some speculating, that kind of price is possible only after hyping it up.
The foundation you’re starting from isn’t great; who knows what could happen at an auction,” Song Yun said, lighting another cigarette.
Suddenly the Snow Mastiff in the cage shifted its gaze, growling at Song Yun as if he were its enemy.
Damn, this beast was really cunning, knowing full well who was the toughest in the room.
After circling the cage twice, Song Yun turned to Song Yuxue with a smile and asked, “Do you like this dog?
If you do, Brother will buy it for you.”
“It looks pretty cute, but this is a mastiff, right?
They’re so fierce, and we don’t know how to tame them,” Song Yuxue said hesitantly.
“No worries, Hei Lao San, give me a fair price, and maybe I’ll just buy it now,” Song Yun said, looking at Hei Lao San.
“Do you plan to take it home?” Hei Lao San gasped, “Holy shit, Brother Song, I must say you’ve got guts.
This one’s wild, not domesticated.
If you just wanted the pelt, it would be one thing.”
“If I’m taking it, I have the means to bring it home,” Song Yun said with a cold laugh.
“Alright, let me think…
it cost two lives to catch it, so there’s funeral expenses, then treatment costs for injuries, not to mention compensation for emotional distress, feeding costs, the cost of making the cage, and so on.
Give me ten million,” Hei Lao San said.
“I’m giving you a fair price here.
If it were sold to auction houses, it might fetch over twenty million.”
“Here, this is fifteen million.
Though I’m tough, business is business.
You won’t miss a single penny of what you’re due,” Song Yun said after writing the check and placing it in Hei Lao San’s hand.
“Is this one male or female?”
“It’s a male dog.
Do you want me to castrate it here for you?” Hei Lao San’s eyes nearly twinkled with joy when he saw the number on the check.
People said Song Yun was tough to deal with, but they didn’t know how generous he really was.
“Don’t you dare.
How could my dog be a eunuch?” Song Yun laughed.
“Then I’ll have someone deliver it to your home later,” Hei Lao San said.
“It’s tough to get the dog out of the cage now; we’ll need to tranquilize it and then tie it up in your yard for you to slowly train it until it’s no trouble.”
“Who needs to do it like that?
Just get me a chain, and I’ll take it home myself,” Song Yun said.
“That’s…” Hei Lao San was clearly troubled.
“You can try, but be careful.
A bite from this beast is no joke.
I advise you to follow my method.”
“Don’t worry, I definitely won’t have any problems,” Song Yun said confidently.