The river of stars stretched across the night sky, a crescent moon hanging high.
All was still, save for the chirping of insects. A forest breeze howled past the city, bringing a rare coolness to the sweltering land.
Amidst the silent night, an agile gray wolf paced stealthily out of a stone house. Its paws made no sound on the bluestone ground.
Manduo licked his wolfish jaws, already impatient to see Lin Xixue. The taste of being with his female was absolutely intoxicating.
Suddenly, he paused, glancing back with alarm. He immediately sensed someone was behind him.
Besides Ling Hong, Manduo was the strongest Beastman Warrior. Battle-hardened, his senses and observational skills were far superior to those of an ordinary Wolf Beast.
The gray wolf's dark brown eyes narrowed sinisterly, and he bared his white fangs. He paced forward slowly, then suddenly whirled around and lunged viciously into the bushes.
