Just as this thought crossed his mind, Lord Bloodthirst charged out of the wolf cave.
Joy immediately appeared on the Old Snowman's face.
'The tables are about to turn!'
'I don't have to struggle like this anymore!'
'And, if all goes according to plan, I'll soon be able to discuss the rewards for my support with Northwest Wolf.'
'Northwest Wolf offered the Blood Race three main cities on his own initiative. If Lord Bloodthirst is taking those three, it wouldn't be unreasonable for me to take one... would it?'
The more the Old Snowman thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
He even began to plan it all out in his head: 'which main city to ask the Werewolf Race for, and which Snowman King to appoint as the new City Lord.'
"AWOOOO!"
A wolf's howl echoed from the entrance of the cave.
A Tier Nine Wolf King followed closely behind Gao Neng as they walked out of the wolf cave.
