"Oh no! We've been spotted!"
Modu was startled and hurriedly shouted to Hoolay:
"It's that Nameless!"
"My lord, go! We'll give our lives to cover your escape!"
"Calm down, Modu." Hoolay folded his arms, perfectly composed.
"Look at you, hiding and trembling at every turn... Where's your pride as a Buli Ren?"
Unlike Hoolay, Modu was frantic.
"My lord, he's every bit as dangerous as the Sky-Hitting General! And he's far too close to us...!"
"I don't need pride if it means getting you home! Once you return to the Buli Ren hunting packs, there's still hope!"
"Hope?"
"Hmph!"
Hoolay snorted and pushed Modu out from behind him, stepping forward alone to face Yan Huan.
"The Buli Ren have long forgotten the Ancient Wolf Teachings!"
"Weak beasts pin their hopes on the protection of the strong. Strong beasts fight and carve their own bloody path!"
"You seek only to bring 'Hoolay' back, not forge a new beginning. That proves how far our entire kind has fallen!"
"And that prophet who sent you to rescue me is nothing but a fraud trying to exploit the Dulan Bloodline!"
"Modu, let me show you how the Buli Ren rise again!"
A fierce aura erupted from Hoolay, his voice booming like thunder.
"We will not skulk like rats through the streets of the Xianzhou! You should be a hungry wolf, fangs bared, walking among a flock of lambs!"
Modu's eyes widened. "My lord, the whole pack isn't here! We can't start a fight recklessly!"
"The pack isn't here?"
"No. Wherever I go, there is my pack!"
Hoolay thrust out a hand. Jiaoqiu flew toward him against his will, and Hoolay seized him by the neck and hoisted him up.
"Hm? There's more to the show?" Yan Huan quietly lowered his pistol and watched Hoolay,