Two of the prairie’s black wolf packs were fighting for territory. Hao Ren found one of them to be the group of high IQ, funny wolves that could speak the human language he knew.
Probably because there was also a werehusky that was somewhat related to a wolf, he had a feeling of intimacy with this group of funny, black wolves. He noticed that Becky had already put her hand on the hilt of her sword as if she was ready to rush down to kill them. He hurriedly stopped the girl and said, "Wait a minute, there is someone I know... Err, some wolf."
Becky frowned, looked at Hao Ren and asked, "Did you fall so badly?"
"I really didn’t freaking break my head!" Hao Ren had been driven mad by this repeating question but, he still managed to calm down and explained, "I have dealt with one of the packs. You can do it later. I’ll go up and say hello, then you wait for my order before taking action."
