Chapter 63: Dogs and Cats Move In—Trust Him, Trust Him

Night had fallen when Tian's father and Hua Tian arrived at the villa in their neighborhood.

Outside the villa, a group of dogs sat with their tongues lolling, while cats lounged in every corner, watching the three people in the courtyard.

The three gathered to discuss, Tian's mother glancing from her husband to her daughter, uncertain, and finally unable to bear the tense atmosphere any longer, spoke up, “We can’t just keep staring at it like this. Either we try it ourselves, or—haven’t you got his number? Why don’t we try a video call?”

Having said this, she decided to give it a try, and the three of them placed their plump hands together atop the object. Fortunately, the jade box was set in the place where they intended to establish it.

Earlier, in his office, he had explained some conditions for activation and matters needing attention.

In an instant, the jade box vanished, and in its place a small castle slowly appeared, growing larger until it occupied the entire courtyard.

Uncertain about the next step, Tian's father opened a video call to explain what had just happened.

As soon as the call connected, Han Nineteen quickly shut off the video, leaving Tian’s father bewildered.

“Old man, I’m already here! No need for a video call. I never come uninvited, so please forgive me for not announcing myself,” came a familiar voice from behind.

Han Nineteen stood at the gate, calling out loudly.

The tranquil night was shattered by his booming voice. Those few strolling nearby turned to look again at the house, and upon seeing him at the entrance, those who recognized him were startled.

He was the richest man in Dream City, the nineteenth young master of the Han family conglomerate, and so the poorest district near Water City, Dream City, was his territory.

As for why the locals recognized him at the gate, most were basic employees of his conglomerate, though the true identity of the family living here was unknown to them.

They only knew that the lower the villa number, the higher the status within the conglomerate. In front of Villa No. 10, there were almost no residents, except for the family in No. 1.

They had no clue who the family in No. 1 really were, nor did they dare offend them, so they kept their distance. But now, the nineteenth young master of the Han family had arrived.

Perhaps, they thought, these people were his subordinates, but the events that followed proved all their assumptions wrong.

“Old man, this isn’t how you use it. Let me show you. Let me check if the main pattern holder has been changed by your mishandling… Oh, it’s you! I’ll lock you in now.”

“Han, could you lock them in as well? I won’t change anything.”

“Of course, that’s no problem.”

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Tian's father looked at the new cat and dog home emerging before him—it was even larger than the one he’d seen downtown earlier.

Following Han Nineteen’s instructions, he pressed the paws of every dog and cat onto the device, including a large female white wolf and several small yellow wolves, their bloodline mixed with local dogs.

During this, Han Nineteen asked, “Did you just get these dogs? You seem pretty enthusiastic! So many new puppies and kittens, though this pup is developing quickly!”

But Tian's father’s next question made Han Nineteen doubt his own expertise for the first time.

“Han, tell me—how old do you think these two are?”

Han Nineteen glanced at them, “Old man, if I’m not mistaken, they’re at least three years old, maybe two if well cared for; but the fur is like a one-year-old or even younger. With this breed, proper development takes at least a year and a half, so my answer is two and a half years.”

He stroked the largest cats and dogs—their fur was like that of newborns, yet their bodies were fully grown, eyes bright and alert, not at all like newborns.

“These cats’ teeth are fully developed? That’s odd, so they must be two or three years old? But from a professional standpoint, they seem almost newborn!”

Tian's father laughed at his muttering; if he hadn’t seen it himself, he would have said the same.

“No, you’re wrong. Both are twenty-two years old. To be precise, tomorrow they'll be twenty-three.”

Han Nineteen was stunned—twenty-two years old?

Hua Tian backed it up, saying it was indeed twenty-two, three years older than herself.

Han Nineteen looked at Tian’s mother.

Her words broke his composure again.

“At first, I didn’t believe it either. But after my husband’s insistence and some tests, I realized it was true. Just now, when I fed them alone at home, their eating habits proved they’re the old Yellow and old Black I’ve known for years!”

Once everything was settled, Tian's mother and father invited Han Nineteen for a late-night meal, but he firmly declined.

He got in his car and left immediately.

Hua Tian watched him go, noticing the curious gazes from the neighbors across the street, but they soon returned to their own affairs.

Back downtown, Han Nineteen sat in his office, bothered by what he’d seen. With his expertise, he could tell the others were newborns, but how could these be over twenty years old? Anyone who had raised dogs could see it at a glance, and he was a fanatic about dogs; their habits proved they weren’t novices.

When it was time to leave work, he found Han Qianyun’s number and called.

“Hello, Nineteen! Anything going on tonight?”

He wanted to curse—if he had nothing to do, why call? He’d rather be out chasing women.

“Miss, I wanted to ask, does Tian’s father have some kind of problem?”

“Oh? Why do you say that?”

“Earlier, father and son came downtown to buy a doghouse from me. I was worried they’d video call and try to handle things themselves, so I went to their neighborhood. Afterwards, the whole family insisted the dog was twenty-two years old, but from my perspective, it’s a two-and-a-half-year-old young dog—how could it be a twenty-year-old?”

Han Qianyun paused—she trusted Nineteen’s judgment, but after recalling Hua Tian’s experience, she wondered if she should explain more. She looked at the black dragon.

Suddenly, she saw the black dragon nod.

She said to Han Nineteen, “Nineteen, you’re the one I trust most after my female bodyguards. In the future, don’t doubt anything about Hua Tian—just believe him. Whatever he says, take it as truth; don’t overthink and trouble yourself. And I’ll tell you a secret about him—don’t share it with anyone. He has some abilities; maybe not now, but in the future, perhaps.”

Han Nineteen was stunned, his foot frozen on the pedal, the car unmoving. Behind him, countless cars honked their horns, but the one directly behind saw his license plate and didn’t dare honk. Soon, the others followed suit, and a hundred cars were stalled at the traffic light. Drivers across the intersection wondered why the Han conglomerate’s car wasn’t moving, but didn’t dare approach.

When the light turned green, Han Nineteen screamed in his enclosed car, “Everyone’s gone mad!”

He slammed the accelerator, revving the engine to its limit, speeding away recklessly.

Back home, he recalled the young lady’s words—just believe him, believe him...

In the doghouse at home, Tian’s father looked at the dogs, wolves, and cats filling the room. After setting up their little houses, he placed the reset button where they couldn’t reach it and locked the other three doors, except for the air. He installed high-end surveillance, connected it to his phone, and felt secure.

Then he heard, “Everyone, come eat supper!”

The two of them heard it and froze for a moment.

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