The already tense and terrifying atmosphere turned even more oppressive due to her sobbing.
No one wanted to die, everyone just wanted to survive.
Ma Xiulian's face was so dark it seemed ink could drip from it. Pushing forward, she reached out and yanked Li Chunhua up from the ground, "You're not dead yet are you? Why are you crying here?! Cry one more time and I'll throw you out to the wolves!"
Intimidated by her words, Li Chunhua quickly covered her mouth, not daring to cry out loud anymore.
In the courtyard, a dozen wolves were growling and prowling, fixated on the wooden door, ready to pounce.
They seemed to be waiting for the pack leader's order. As soon as it was given, they would burst forth, shattering the wooden door and tearing apart the humans and wolf cubs left over from the previous Wolf King's reign.
The pups in their lineage were destined to be white, a rare variant, the offspring of the Wolf King!
