"You... are asking to die!!"
The White Wolf was utterly furious. It had never imagined that someone would dare attack it. Enraged, it raised a front paw and swiped at Fang Zheng. But Fang Zheng had been prepared; the instant the White Wolf moved, he leaped backward and evaded the attack. Then he gestured to Sayu and Asagiri Kaname, who were staring in shock nearby.
"Get outside. Leave the rest to me."
"Ah, okay..."
The two girls were clearly stunned by what had happened, but they hurriedly came to their senses and helped Kushinada Nemuri toward the exit.
"You think you can escape?!"
Seeing the three of them trying to leave, the White Wolf roared and leaped at them again. But at that moment, a spark burst in front of its forehead once more, striking it hard enough to make it cry out and stagger back.
"The times have changed, kid."
Fang Zheng held a longsword in his right hand and a gun in his left, both aimed at the White Wolf before him.
"I told you, this era is completely different from the world you once knew. Don't tell me you think that with just this little ability, you can still stir up trouble."
"Such petty tricks are meaningless!"
The White Wolf glared viciously at Fang Zheng. Although the previous shot had forced it back, it had not done much damage. There was only a faint scorch mark on its forehead—proof that this was no ordinary animal. Still, that was only natural. It could speak human language and cast curses. Strictly speaking, it was already a monster that had gained intelligence.
That was hardly surprising. Japan claimed to have Eight Million Gods, but if they were defined according to Chinese demons and immortals, it would be questionable whether Japan