The village chief's son, He Wenqing, furrowed his brow deeply, his legs still trembling.
If not for Gu Jin's sudden appearance inexplicably calming the wolf pack, they would have already been engaged in a life-and-death struggle with them.
Perhaps it was precisely because Gu Jin was there that he felt a bit more at ease, and boldly stepped forward to ask Liu Daqing and others, "Did you take something from them? Otherwise, why would they keep staring at you?"
Liu Daqing, seeing the wolves halting their advance, gathered his courage to point to the person hiding behind him, "Liu Er'er took the wolf cub!"
"Awooo..."
As he finished speaking, a weak sound of a wolf cub came from Liu Er'er's arms.
The lead wolf, hearing the sound of the cub, immediately turned its head, furiously glaring at Liu Er'er, its gaze so vicious it seemed as if it wanted to tear him in two.
