But if it weren't for that reason, how else would Chen Yuerong have taken in Li Fei, the loser? Wild Wolf felt it was necessary to figure out what was going on.
At this time, Wang Yuqi, a kind-hearted and delicate girl, began to speak up for Wild Wolf: "Peng Yu Feathered Dragon, can you please let it go? You're a good person, don't stoop to the level of jerks."
Good person? Wild Wolf felt that something was off—this girl was blatantly calling him a jerk! Whatever, he thought, let her say what she wants about him, even if she calls him a Turtle King's rotten egg, as long as she can get Peng Yu Feathered Dragon off his back.
Under Wang Yuqi's persuasion, Peng Yu Feathered Dragon finally wavered, loosened its grip, and hopped down from Wild Wolf's body.
Wild Wolf couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief; he had been genuinely worried that Peng Yu Feathered Dragon would bite down continuously and ruin his happiness below the waist.
