Qin Feiyang stopped in his tracks, frowning.
At first, the novelty was amusing. But as time wore on, the indiscretion of these people became vexing. Brother Wolf, being the fierce creature he was, was always on the verge of an outburst.
"He's a real wild dog."
When the young man in sackcloth saw the Wolf King, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help salivating.
"Young Master, you're in for a treat tonight."
"Young Master, we've been following you for so long, don't you think it's time to..."
The several stout men at his side were grinning sycophantically.
"Rest assured, this Young Master will reward you with a few bones to try," the young man in sackcloth waved his hand, laughing boisterously.
"Thank you, Young Master."
"That lad over there, yes, you! Quickly bring that wild dog to our Young Master Wang!" The stout men pointed at Qin Feiyang, their noses in the air as they ordered brusquely.
"Can we kill here?" In the Wolf King's eyes, a terrifyingly vicious glow flickered.
