Wu Chen pointed at Hairy #4.
Hairy #4 was conspicuously larger than the other Greenwood wolves by a little bit. This had been the case since the wolves were small. However, Meng Hao had named the wolves based on their strength, with #5 being the weakest.
Hairy #4 was neither the most nor the least powerful. Being pointed at by Wu Chen caused his eyes to shine with a fierce, cold glow, and he let out a threatening growl. In his limited consciousness, only his master could point at him in such a way. Nothing else in existence qualified to do so.
"Your Cultivation base isn't sufficient," said Meng Hao coolly. "You can't control him. Go pick something from another courtyard." He stroked Hairy #4's furry head. Hairy #4 lowered his head obediently in a very charming fashion. If Meng Hao weren't here right now, he would have immediately charged forward and ripped Wu Chen to pieces.
