Chapter 65: Does He Have a Plan?

Cai Yifan, who stood at 1.9 meters tall, had been foolish his entire life, but today, he finally had a moment of clarity.

Perhaps it was because he had just heard Director Zhang's folk tale, but the moment he felt something pressing down on his shoulders, his first instinct wasn't to turn around. Instead, he crouched down, rolled to the ground, and scrambled back to the group.

When he got up, he finally saw what had been behind him.

—It was a massive wolf standing on its hind legs. Its body was estimated to be 2.5 meters long, covered in thick black fur, but its form was twisted. Its head was enormous, with a mouth so wide it could fit a truck tire, yet its limbs were slender. Its eerie green eyes reflected the terrified faces around it, filled with killing intent and hunger.

The crew was petrified by the sight of the monstrous wolf, all of them rendered speechless.

"Wow~" Only Chen Huaian let out a soft exclamation.

It broke the tense atmosphere.

Chen Huaian didn't mean to do it. He wasn't scared at all; in fact, he almost felt like laughing.

For some reason, he thought the wolf wasn't that impressive.

In terms of intimidation, it wasn't even worthy of carrying the shoes of Qing Xuan Daoist or Patriarch Qing Yun.

So when he saw the monstrous wolf, he didn't feel any instinctive fear. Instead, he found the wolf's lanky legs and upright posture rather comical.

It didn't seem like a demon—demons were far more domineering and ferocious.

It didn't seem like a wild beast either—wild beasts didn't come in this variety.

It felt more like a malformed, underdeveloped creature.

Did it mutate from drinking too much nuclear wastewater? But Tianmen Mountain wasn't near the sea.

Chen Huaian's "wow" snapped the mountaineer out of his daze.

He swallowed hard, staring at the slowly approaching wolf, and forced himself to stay calm. "Everyone, don't panic. If you encounter a wolf in the wild, never turn and run. Especially since we have numbers on our side, it's just one wolf. It won't attack us recklessly. If we slowly retreat to the van, we'll be safe."

The van was less than 50 meters away—not a long distance.

But every step the group took was agonizing, filled with fear and dread.

"Maintain eye contact with it. Let it know we're not afraid, but don't provoke it. That might anger it!" The mountaineer was quite experienced. Although the wolf showed signs of aggression, it didn't attack immediately. It just bared its teeth, letting out a low, threatening growl.

The cameraman was also very professional.

Not knowing if this was part of the show's script, he kept the camera focused on the wolf, and the live broadcast continued.

Meanwhile, the live chat exploded.

[Oh my god, that's a huge wolf!]

[Is this… special effects? Part of the show?]

[Baby Huaian, come to mommy's arms. Mommy will protect you, wuwuwu…]

[Is this part of the show or not? Someone call the police!]

[Sorry, Brother Fan. Between you and Brother Huaian, I'm ultimately more worried about Brother Huaian…]

[Isn't Cai Yifan a Shaolin lay disciple? Shouldn't he be able to take down a wolf easily since he's been training since childhood?]

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Song Zichen didn't see the chat, but he remembered Cai Yifan's earlier words and poked him in the waist. "Brother Fan, didn't you train in martial arts since childhood? Go fight that wolf! Use your childhood essence to spray it!"

Cai Yifan, already on edge, exploded when Song Zichen poked him. He glared at Song Zichen and screamed, "Screw your dam! You're the one who trained in martial arts! Your whole family trained in martial arts! Are you crazy or am I crazy for suggesting I fight a wolf that big?!"

The mountaineer, standing in front of everyone, grimaced, cursing inwardly at the idiocy.

The giant wolf, which had been observing and hesitating, was instantly provoked by Cai Yifan and Song Zichen's shouting.

It crouched down, its four legs on the ground, ready to pounce.

The mountaineer's heart sank. He turned and shouted, "Run! Head for the van!"

But the wolf was faster. In the blink of an eye, Song Zichen and Zhang Lulu were knocked to the ground.

The wolf now stood between the group, splitting them into two.

One group was closer to the van, while the other was cut off.

Unfortunately, Chen Huaian was in the group that was cut off, along with Su Xingchen and the main cameraman.

Su Xingchen and the cameraman were in despair. They couldn't cross the wolf's blockade to reach the van, and the group with Director Zhang wouldn't risk their lives to save them.

What were they supposed to do now?

Amid the panic, one person remained as calm as ever.

That was Chen Huaian.

"I am Superman!" Chen Huaian said to himself.

Cancer cells and boundless potential resonated within his life force.

He could hear it.

He raised his cold, sharp eyes to stare at the wolf, filled with disdain and confidence.

He, Chen Huaian, the Immortal Venerable, had once challenged the Qing Yun Sect with his sword, shattering their mountain gate with a single strike. Patriarch Qing Xuan had knelt in the plaza, unable to move. What was a mere wolf, no matter how strange it looked, to him?

Su Xingchen quickly noticed Chen Huaian's unusual calm.

Could this guy have a plan?

Then she saw Chen Huaian take a horse stance, raising his crutch to point at the wolf, his free hand even beckoning the wolf with a finger.

Su Xingchen: "…"

No, no, I can't underestimate Brother Huaian!

Maybe Chen Huaian knows martial arts!

Su Xingchen's heart ignited with a glimmer of hope.

Yes, Chen Huaian was in the late stages of cancer and disabled.

If he hadn't trained his body since childhood, he would have already collapsed by now. Yet, he could climb Tianmen Mountain, keep up with the group, and even do it more effortlessly than everyone else!

The answer was already obvious.

The wolf, unable to tolerate the provocation, let out a low growl and pounced.

Su Xingchen closed her eyes in terror.

In that split second, Chen Huaian's crutch shot out like a dragon, filled with killing intent, even carrying a hint of sword energy!

Fast, precise, and ruthless!

The crutch struck the wolf's head.

Crack—!

Was it the sound of the wolf's skull shattering?

Su Xingchen peeked with one eye and saw two broken pieces of the crutch on the ground.

Oh, it was Brother Huaian's crutch that shattered…

But Chen Huaian still stood in front of them, a lone hero holding the line!

Did he still have a plan?

Su Xingchen and the cameraman stared at Chen Huaian's back with hopeful eyes.

Chen Huaian slowly turned his head, revealing a kind yet tragic smile.

"Stop looking…"

"The enemy is ashamed! Run!!!"

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