Chapter 116: The Succubus

When the two arrived at Tong Chaoren’s house, the Great Dane was roaming the yard, confined within the courtyard. As soon as Zhang Congwen and the others stepped inside, the Great Dane suddenly lunged forward. However, it showed no signs of aggression; instead, it greeted each person enthusiastically, even standing upright on its hind legs to leap onto Song Jiawei, attempting to give him a slobbery bath.

Zhang Congwen and Song Jiawei exchanged glances.

Wasn’t this supposed to be the infamous vicious dog?

Could its “ferocity” be about drowning strangers in saliva?

The dog was overly friendly to unfamiliar people, displaying not a hint of hostility. Even when Song Jiawei pushed it aside, the dog showed no annoyance but instead immediately sought him out again. The more Song Jiawei pushed, the more excited it became.

“Zhang Congwen, come save me!” Song Jiawei called out.

Before long, Song Jiawei was drenched in the Great Dane’s saliva.

Tong Chaoren stood by silently, smiling to himself. He knew his dog well. Every time this Great Dane met strangers, it behaved like this—only calming down once it had exhausted itself.

Seeing that Tong Chaoren made no effort to restrain his dog, Zhang Congwen stepped forward to intervene. He positioned himself between Song Jiawei and the dog, pushing the Great Dane away with both hands.

“Hmm?”

Zhang Congwen’s sharp gaze fixed on the dog, conveying a warning that he was not someone to be trifled with.

Unexpectedly, the once overly excited Great Dane immediately quieted, laying down gloomily without further displays of enthusiasm.

Tong Chaoren secretly gave Zhang Congwen a thumbs-up. He had never seen his dog calm down so quickly before. When excited, not even he could stop it, but Zhang Congwen had done so with such ease.

“Congwen, how did you do that? I pushed it so many times, and it didn’t work. You pushed once, and it calmed down,” Song Jiawei said, astonished.

Could it be that Zhang Congwen had spent so much time around dogs that he had absorbed some canine aura?

Zhang Congwen explained, “Actually, it was showing off its strength by lunging at you. When it realized its strength had no effect on me, it naturally calmed down. In other words, it was defeated.”

However, as Song Jiawei took a few steps away, the Great Dane became excited once more.

Zhang Congwen had to shield Song Jiawei again, repeatedly pushing the dog away.

To everyone’s surprise, the dog grew even more excited during this process, its attention shifting from Song Jiawei to Zhang Congwen.

But at this point, the Great Dane was no longer displaying dominance; it was playing.

Between lunges and pushes, a change occurred between man and dog.

Then, those watching noticed something unexpected: the male dog’s lower anatomy was exposed during their play.

By the end, the Great Dane was engaging in decidedly inappropriate behavior right beside Zhang Congwen.

“Damn, Zhang Congwen, are you a succubus? I had no idea you had this power,” Song Jiawei exclaimed, a mischievous grin on his face. “I don’t think you should be training dogs—no future in that. You should work at Chief Ding’s dog breeding facility. You’re a natural at this.”

“You’re the succubus!” Zhang Congwen retorted, clearly annoyed. “The reason it behaves like this is because its excitement increases blood flow, causing these physiological reactions. And its behavior now shows there are some psychological issues.”

“Really?” Tong Chaoren, who had been watching the scene unfold, was taken aback. “I have it checked every six months and never found any problems.”

Zhang Congwen elaborated, “A healthy dog can express its feelings appropriately. But if it can’t, it resorts to other means—like this. Have you ever played with it like this before?”

Tong Chaoren shook his head. “No.”

Zhang Congwen fell silent and resumed playing with the Great Dane.

After half an hour, sweat beaded on Zhang Congwen’s forehead. He gradually reduced the intensity of their play until he finally sat quietly aside.

Curiously, though the Great Dane still had plenty of energy, it became calm as well, lying down beside Zhang Congwen and licking his hand.

Zhang Congwen explained, “Dogs instinctively mimic behaviors of people they like. Since I calmed down because I was tired, the dog followed suit. This kind of imitation is a form of training called mirror training.”

He then resumed stroking the Great Dane, who happily rolled on its back, exposing its belly.

To an outsider unaware of the backstory, the intimacy between Zhang Congwen and the dog would suggest the dog belonged to him.

Even Tong Chaoren, the dog’s owner, couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous of their closeness.

Zhang Congwen asked Tong Chaoren, “How do you usually raise this Great Dane?”

Tong sighed. “You know I’m a professional athlete, so most of my time is spent training, with little time for the dog. For some unknown reason, it always wants to fight with other dogs when it sees them. You’ve seen my yard—it's surrounded by a fence. So I usually keep it tied up to prevent accidents.”

Zhang Congwen understood—another case of good intentions gone awry.

He asked, “It gets this excited not only when it sees us but with other strangers too, right?”

Tong nodded.

Zhang Congwen explained, “It’s so excited each time it meets a stranger and lunges because it’s been tied up too long. When it meets someone, it can’t help but greet them in its own way. It just wants companionship and play. Interestingly, dogs that are frequently restrained tend to be more excitable and aggressive than those that aren’t.”

Just then, the Great Dane suddenly became excited again and lunged toward the yard’s entrance.

Outside, someone was walking a small puppy—only three or four months old, breed unknown—passing by Tong’s house.

The Great Dane immediately lunged excitedly toward the puppy.

With a crack, the Great Dane stood on its hind legs, slamming its front paws on the fence. One section of the fence broke off.

The puppy yelped in fright.

The person walking the puppy was too intimidated by the Great Dane’s size to move.

Tong quickly grabbed the leash, slipped it over the dog’s neck, and controlled it while apologizing to the passerby.

After many apologies, the passerby finally left, clutching the frightened puppy.

Tong said, “That’s the situation. It’s affectionate with people but aggressive toward other dogs, big or small. It always wants to fight, especially with white dogs. Whenever it sees one, it lunges.”

Zhang Congwen and Song Jiawei were puzzled. “White dogs?”

Tong nodded. “When it was young, I took it for a walk and it got into a fight with a big white dog. It lost because it was still young. Since then, it’s held a grudge and wants to fight every dog it sees, especially white ones. I can barely hold it back when it spots them.”