Xuan Long did not wait even for a second. The moment Xiao San's piercing cries echoed through the entire area, his mind completely exploded.
All rationality vanished from his eyes as he instantly transformed back into his human form and rushed forward like a mad beast. His long hair whipped wildly behind him while terrifying pressure burst from his body without restraint.
He looked at the unconscious body of Shi Feng, and his expression became conflicted. At this moment, nothing mattered more than his cub.
His son's painful cries were like knives stabbing directly into his heart.
Every cry made Xuan Long feel as though someone was tearing apart his flesh alive.
Suddenly, his cold eyes landed on a trembling beastman hiding nearby.
"Take him to the old healer," Xuan Long ordered hoarsely. His voice sounded frighteningly unstable. "He cannot move by himself anymore."
