Fang Raon walked down the road—on his right side there was a field of wheat, and on his left there was a field of sunflowers.
The sunflowers were tall like trees—as if you could climb on top of them, and see the entire countryside from above.
He got close to the small house, and at that moment, he saw a dog that was lying in the sun, wagging its tail lazily.
There was a chain leash attached to the dog's collar.
The dog was black in color, and it was big with pointy ears, and at that moment, as if it had smelled something, it raised its head.
It saw Fang Raon walk over.
It jumped to its feet and started growling menacingly.
"Calm down, boy."
Fang Raon looked at him with a hard look, and the dog turned timid under his hard gaze and sat down slowly, whimpering softly.
He walked to the dog, gave it a couple of pats on the head, and then the dog's tail started wagging.
"Good boy."
