Zen Temple.
Within the Three Mountains Gate.
Behind the walkway, Er Tingnu was listening attentively on the open ground.
Eight Werewolves gathered together, looking extremely solemn.
Just now, there had been a loud disturbance at the first mountain gate, followed by the second one. The aura of the Saber Wolf had then vanished, appearing to have already given chase.
"Why haven't they come back after so long, should we go out and check?"
"I agree!"
"No, before Ling Xuzi left, he instructed us to make sure to guard the third mountain gate closely..."
"Are we just going to wait here doing nothing?"
"Actually, there's no need to worry too much, the leader of the Saber Wolf Sect is so strong, he will definitely be fine."
"Besides, if even he can't stop the enemy, what could we possibly accomplish by going out?"
Following that statement, the eight wolves quieted down again.
