Xu Jingxi stroked the soft, luxurious wolf fur: "Smell me, do your eyes turn red, do you want to lick?" In a moment, he touched the wolf's ears, "Not submitting to me, huh? Fond of asking for trouble."
His smile persisted, yet it lacked warmth.
Just as Leh Ying stepped out the door, she heard these words, as if nobody could break his rules, not even animals without human consciousness.
The Wolf King remained quiet and became very obedient, its bright wolf eyes stared straight into Xu Jingxi's, as if it felt reluctance and guilt.
A wolf is a wolf, can it feel guilty? Can it have emotional awareness?
That's surely an illusion.
It's just afraid of going hungry, afraid of being abandoned by the man in front of it.
"Bite the hand that feeds you?"
Xu Jingxi wasn't bothered by the silent eye contact and ordered the Farm Owner: "Find a vehicle, release it into the western primitive forest."
