Ever since Chang Ge was bitten and paralyzed by the two blood wolves, they dropped the longsword on the ground and stood far away, not daring to approach again. Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaohu was still occupied with the three blood wolves relentlessly attacking him.
Not far away, the golden-furred Wolf King seemed to be quite interested in observing the events unfolding before him.
"I… I've always wanted to tell you this, Chang Ge," Zhang Xiaohua murmured as he continued to battle the wolves. "I don't know if you want to hear it, but if I don't say it today, I may never get the chance again."
Enduring her pain, Chang Ge replied shyly, "I know, Xiaohu. Maybe this is heaven's arrangement, knowing our feelings and wanting us to share our hearts in our final moments… You… Just say it."
"Chang Ge, I…" Zhang Xiaohu took a deep breath, as if this statement was harder for him to handle than the three blood wolves.
