But he still forced himself to stabilize and asked.
"What's, what's the matter, Young Master Logan?"
Logan looked at him.
"There's some noise ahead, I advise you not to approach carelessly."
The tribal chief, upon hearing this, let out a sigh of relief, but also felt it was alarmist.
He thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be just a trivial matter.
He was about to assure the other party that he was more familiar with the area than anyone else and that he would deal with any danger that arose.
However, when the imposing howls of wolves reached them from ahead, the smile on the tribal chief's face became strained.
Not just him, the few tribesmen he had brought with him also started to panic.
"Wolves, Desert Wolves, how could we encounter Desert Wolves here?"
Today, they had taken a different route to fetch the Fruit of Life, thinking they wouldn't encounter such ferocious beasts, but unexpectedly they heard the howling of wolves.
