"Hehe, this child is rather fierce. But he's only a little guy. So what if he's fierce? A smack from me, Lord Wolf, will send him flying more than ten meters!" Lone Wolf chuckled.
Red Boy's ears caught Lone Wolf's comment as he smiled at him faintly. Lone Wolf had an ominous feeling but considering how he was the mighty guardian of One Finger Monastery, what was there to be afraid of from the pygmy in front of him?
Lone Wolf did not manage to discern what happened the next moment. All he felt was as though he had been hit by a train before he tumbled in the air, across the monastery walls before smashing outside the walls with a loud thud.
Red Boy snorted. "Do you think a king like me can't understand animal speak!? How dare a wolf brat address himself as lord in front of a king? If not for that Bald… that guy, I'd have smacked you into oblivion and made a stew out of you!"
