Now they could smell blood, an eager anticipation brewing within them.
"Brother Lang, maybe we should retreat first. Why do I feel something's off?"
At this moment, a man who seemed quite composed beside Brother Lang spoke softly, sensing something amiss, as more and more people gathered around, forming a powerful formation. If they truly surrounded them, could Brother Lang's Guan Gong's Blade really tear the wolves apart?
Actually, when the wolf lunged earlier, this middle-aged man felt something was off, but didn't pay much attention; after all, the surroundings were still quite lush.
However, he believed that Jungle Wolves wouldn't be so easily dealt with.
"What are you afraid of? I'm invincible. It's fine, just watch how I deal with these little mutts one by one. Tonight, we'll feast on wolf meat!"
