"You're that confident?"
Chu Ge asked with a smile, facing the White Wolf but not panicking despite the pair of greenish eyes behind it.
What kind of storms had he not weathered?
The White Wolf shook its fur and said coldly, "Kill!"
As the word fell, vicious wolves and jackals emerged from the dark jungle.
All wolves!
Wolves of every kind!
There were ten in total, each one looking ferocious and murderous.
Arno, hidden in the bushes, leaped out toward the White Wolf but was swiftly overwhelmed by a Black Wolf that ambushed him from the side, tumbling together into the undergrowth.
One by one, the wolves pounced on Chu Ge, and a fierce battle erupted.
Chu Ge fought against eight wolves alone, brave and fearless.
Besides the observing White Wolf, there was a Gray Wolf about the size of a fox attempting to climb the tree and snatch Xiao Poor Thing.
One against many is a difficult fight.
Even more so when facing eight adversaries alone.
