The First President of the Night Union, Ling Yin!

While Lu Chen was shocked, in a corner far away from the hall, a shadow appeared from the darkness around it. In the end, it turned into a hunched old man.

The old man looked at the person in front of him as if he had seen something rare. "Hah! Little child, you're quite nimble. This is the first time I've missed in twenty years. You've hurt my pride. I'll have to kill you for that."

The old man spoke indifferently, he talked as though he was going to step on some measly ants.

The first time in the past twenty years?

Lu Chen was confused. Lan Weiwei had already placed Rollie on the ground to let him play by himself. Meanwhile, the faint image of a wolf's claw could be seen on her palm.

The old man looked at Lan Weiwei's hand and his eyes seemed to emit a glow.

"This girl is special. She succeeded in transforming her hand into a wolf claw. It seems like a supernatural ability.

"If my guess is correct, you should be a wolf demon, right?