However, they had not walked for long when Angus, who was leading the horse, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his voice extremely tense: "My Lady."
Jasmine's face also immediately turned pale as she looked in the direction Angus was pointing.
She saw that ahead on the small path, more than ten pairs of eyes reflecting a gloomy, cold green light had suddenly appeared.
Because they were far away, the height of the owners of the eyes was much higher than that of the red-eyed rabbits.
Looking over, they looked like ghostly flames silently floating in mid-air, carrying a dense murderous intent.
"It is a wolf pack." It was not the first time Jasmine had seen such eyes, and she immediately distinguished the identity of the owners of these eyes.
She just did not know if this wolf pack was the same pack they had luckily escaped from before, or if it was a new, even more aggressive pack.
