The little wolf came swaggering back with a wild chicken in its mouth, and Gray Wolf's teeth were extremely sharp. With one bite, the wild chicken met its end.
Luo Chao took the dead wild chicken from the little wolf's mouth, happily patting its head. Even though the little wolf had received no training, its natural instinct made it a super hunter.
"Xiaoxuan, look at you. Didn't I say we were here to burn incense and pray to Buddha? Yet you went hunting," Qin Yuzhen remarked, snapping back to her senses.
Luo Chao was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "Mom, which hand of mine did you see hunting? It was Little Wolf who did it!"
Qin Yuzhen couldn't help but admire herself for giving birth to such a sharp-tongued son. Just last night, he scolded Mei Cuihua so vehemently; his words could turn stones into gold.
