Zhang Xiaohua sighed involuntarily. For no reason at all, his heart softened, and he could no longer put any strength into his hand. With a shake of his arm, he flung the White Wolf far away again.
Even if this White Wolf is stupid, it won't turn back again this time, right? Zhang Xiaohua thought.
Unfortunately, facts often spoke louder than eloquence. The White Wolf actually did something that made Zhang Xiaohua's jaw drop.
The White Wolf threw back its head and howled again, its cry shaking the wilderness, carrying an unexpected note of tragic grandeur. When the howl faded, it lunged at Zhang Xiaohua again without hesitation.
"This..." Zhang Xiaohua was thoroughly enraged. "What exactly is going on? Could this Sun Grass truly be so important to the White Wolf? The jade slip never recorded what effect Sun Grass had on beasts. Even if you saw it first, treasures under heaven belong only to the virtuous. Since this young master saw this Sun Grass, I must be a virtuous man. I've spared your life again and again; that counts as having done everything benevolence and righteousness demand, doesn't it?"
"You keep pestering me without end. Do you really not want your life anymore?"
The White Wolf had provoked Zhang Xiaohua's fighting spirit. Too lazy to ponder why it was behaving this way, he clenched his left fist, gathered seventy percent of his strength, and struck straight at the White Wolf's head!
Just then, an angry shout suddenly rang out from afar. "You there, brat! Who are you? Take this old man's dart!"
As the words fell, a hidden weapon shot toward Zhang Xiaohua like a meteor. Zhang Xiaohua had only swept his divine sense through the forest earlier, never expecting someone to come from the direction of the valley