The Weisheng Yueren had been brewing his emotions for half a day and was just about to say something when a wolf howl interrupted him.
"Awooo"
Seven wolves rushed over as if they sensed someone trying to snatch their child, pushing and shoving past each other, with the Weisheng Yueren standing just outside the circle.
The Yueren who were with Qinghe seemed to be a beat slower in their reactions, standing there dumbfounded. It was only then they remembered that they were there to take care of the wolf, which was no problem as long as Qinghe was happy, but this was a bit too much.
Frowning at them for surrounding Qinghe and watching him warily, they were courting death; they had just arrived and were already trying to take his person.
The frustrated Weisheng Yueren, acting like a child, immediately charged into the circle and started fighting with punches and kicks.
