"Aooo..."
Under the night sky, wolf howls rose and fell intermittently, as packs of wolf monsters approached through the dense fog, their green glowing eyes chilling to the bone, encircling the area.
Outside the Wolf Palace, Qin Ming stood with blade in hand, surrounded by dangerous creatures on all sides, completely encircled with no chance of escape—especially since the strongest Black Roc watched from above in the sky.
"Who tipped you off?" Qin Ming asked, feeling intense emotions swirling within his chest, as the four old monsters had anticipated his arrival.
Had he been betrayed, or was there an unexpected turn in events? The old monsters had set up a trap in advance, waiting for him.
