Everyone was stunned by such a scene. A quick-thinking security guard gave the Tibetan mastiff a tranquilizer shot, finally subduing it.
"Young Master Huo, you're hurt!" An Baoying exclaimed. Her emotions were somewhat agitated. But Huo Shaoyan didn't look at her even once. He turned and looked at An Ge, who was still sitting in the driver's seat, asking in a slightly deep voice, "Are you hurt?"