The Blood Clan is smart, but the Werewolves are stubborn brutes.
Seeing the tragic state of their companions and spurred by the smell of blood, the remaining Werewolves became even more frantic.
A torrent of foul language and death-defying words spewed from their mouths.
"Since you want to die, I'll grant you your wish."
Upon hearing this, Xiu En instinctively cried out, "Don't."
Noticing the coldness in Ning Fan's eyes, Xiu En quickly explained, "Mr. Smith, please trust the Philip Family, we will surely give you an explanation. I meant nothing else..."
It didn't matter to Ning Fan how he tormented these Werewolves.
But if he were to kill them, especially at the hands of a human, the situation would become particularly severe.
The Werewolves are a peculiar race.
They are divided into ten tribes, but none of them get along with each other, forever locked in battles amongst themselves.
