The old man in the middle was the one who had begged them to return and save the others. At this moment, they were staring at the scene in the cave with fear and trepidation.
The arrival of this wave of escapees caused the closed cave to open up again, turning everyone's desperate situation around.
Number one's face turned from white to green, and then from green to black.
He wiped his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and clenched his fists again and again. The veins on his forehead bulged, and then he let out a long breath and walked in the direction of the fugitives.
The other number one seemed to be connected to him. Without saying anything more, he also protected the remaining four escapees as if they were rare animals.
As soon as the two teams gathered, the two silver Wolf Kings stared at the three-headed dog and let out low growls, starting to close in on it.
