The stench of blood in the air made Lu Jin sniff fiercely a few times before he wrinkled his brow—indeed, the blood of beasts was foul.
While Su Mo was hacking wolves, she also had to endure Lu Jin's nakedly dangerous gaze, wanting to tear her apart and devour her. She suddenly regretted not killing him on the rocky beach.
The howls of the wolves rose and fell, each louder than the last, startling Su Mo. Lu Jin, leisurely, said, "They are summoning the Wolf King."
"Like I need you to tell me," Su Mo snarled back at him, "I should have killed you on the rocky beach."
Lu Jin's face darkened, and he glared at her violently, as if agitated, "Then why did you save me at that time?"
Su Mo was genuinely taken aback this time. As she met his gaze, beneath his eyes was a storm, "What did you say?!"
Before she could react, the vines around Lu Jin were completely shredded, and without time to run, Su Mo was pulled by him through a space rift torn open on the tree trunk.
"Roar!"