Yun Bilu hoped that the wolves would pass by them and leave so that they wouldn't discover anything.
It was said that wolves had a sharp sense of smell. Yun Bilu held her breath, not daring to breathe.
Number three hundred and ten, who was lying in the middle of the tree branch, also turned pale when he saw this scene. He hugged the tree branch with all his might, afraid that he would fall.
She now felt that the things she had seen in the countryside before were child's play and could not be compared to this.
Fortunately, she had heard it early and had woken up early.
Number thirteen's expression was very calm. He did not find it strange.
Yun Bilu looked at the pack of wolves running towards them. She wanted to give number 13 and number 310 some instructions, but she noticed number 13's calm expression.
Yun Bilu lowered her voice."Number 13, be careful. Hold your breath. Don't let them discover you."
Number thirteen shook his head."It's not going to work."
