Forty to fifty wolves were about twenty to thirty meters away from the cave. The head wolf was quite noticeable, being the largest in size, though its color didn't differ much from the other wolves.
As soon as Yi Meng recognized the head wolf, a thought flashed through her mind: Clearly, she's not some transmigrated heroine, otherwise, there would be a pure white wolf.
Despite her internal sarcasm, Yi Meng was still very tense.
At this moment, Qi Quanjin wondered to the others, "What's going on? Why aren't they getting closer?"
"Could it be because of the fire?"
Qi Ercai speculated.
This was the first time any of them had encountered wild wolves.
Usually, when Qi Quanjin and his group went hunting in the mountains, they chose nearby areas and never dared venture too deep.
If it weren't for getting lost once and discovering this place, they might still be wandering around the forest like headless chickens.
