"Awooo..."
Wolf howls rose and fell.
One wolf after another, grazing on the grass, lifted their heads from the brush.
"Who still remembers that wolves are meant to eat sheep!"
"And now, wolves not only have to eat grass, they have to have their fangs pulled, their claws cut off, and even their stomachs removed!"
"Have you forgotten the glory of your ancestors?"
"Do you still remember?"
Gao Hua Yu held up a horn and shouted. The werewolf village chief had given it to him and told him to give it a try.
"Eating sheep is wrong. Eating grass is right. We need to reflect on why we ate so many sheep in the past."
"What glory? It's all toxic rubbish. Eating sheep is too cruel."
"Pulling teeth is a bit excessive. If we just grind down their teeth and claws, then give them some weight-loss medicine, they probably won't come beat us up anymore."
"Yeah. Being weak doesn't necessarily get you beaten up. Arrogance does."
One wolf after another lowered their heads and muttered.
Gao Hua Yu's other two teammates were furious enough for smoke to pour from their seven orifices.
"What kind of wolves are these?"
"Did someone talk them into becoming idiots?"
"The sheep have already come knocking, and they're still acting like this?"
Gao Hua Yu was stunned as well. He was a Sage, yet the one thing he could never understand was the human heart.
Even someone as wise as Zhuge could not change the overall tide of the world, nor the hearts of the people at the end of the Han dynasty.
By the end of the Han dynasty, more than half the people no longer cared for Han. The Yellow Turban Rebellion was proof of that.
The fact that the remaining third could