A pair of icy eyes stared at Wang Wu, making him shiver involuntarily.
At some unknown time,
a pack of vicious wolves from the mountains had entered the house and were now eyeing him menacingly.
"Why are you screaming?" Wang Er grunted in annoyance. When he stepped out, he too was so scared that he shuddered, instantly sobered.
Once he came to his senses, he said, "Quick, get back..."
He intended to tell them to hurry back inside. Although he didn't understand why the wolves had appeared, he knew how terrifying they were because the fourth brother had died at the jaws of these beasts.
However,
the wolf pack attacked instantly, pouncing towards them.
There was no defense.
Nowhere to hide.
The three brothers, idlers of the village skilled in petty theft, were utterly powerless against the wolves. Their screams pierced through the night, sending chills down the spines of many.
