But just then, a flicker of killing intent flashed in Yin Henzi's eyes after he finished speaking, unnoticed by anyone.
He simply kept his one arm outstretched to welcome the arrival of the Absolute Night Demon Wolf.
Sikong Jing remained aloof, standing coldly with no response to Yin Henzi's mockery…
Inside the Demon Wolf, Master Wuji had fallen silent as well, puzzled as to why Sikong Jing had dared to gamble like this?
Betting on a wolf's nature?
Isn't this too insane? After all, the relationship with Yin Henzi spanned over a hundred years.
While the three of them harbored different thoughts, the Absolute Night Demon Wolf gently rubbed its huge wolf-like head against Yin Henzi, two massive teardrops rolling from its eyes, splashing into the snow with an audible thud.
"Little wolf, don't cry, master will soon kill those who deserve to die," Yin Henzi suppressed a smile, softly comforting.
In his heart, however, he thought, really just a foolish wolf.
