Xiao Yu let out a muffled grunt of pain.

Da Niu couldn’t stand it anymore. He grabbed Cai Xiaowen, who was sitting on the ground, and threatened, "Put the gun down, or I’ll kill her."

Wen Ran raised an eyebrow, "Do you think your knife is faster, or my gun?"

Xiao Yu trembled from the pain, taking a deep breath, "Ranran, calm down, okay?

Just like you said, our common enemy now is that pack of wolves outside."

Her face was pale, finally understanding what it meant to be at the mercy of others.

Wen Ran couldn’t be bothered with her, "Put the knife down, or else..."

"Or else, what."

Da Niu had already made a bloody line on Cai Xiaowen’s neck with his dagger.

Wen Ran looked at Da Niu, suddenly smiled, and without hesitation, pulled the trigger at Xiao Yu’s leg.

At the same time, Wen Ran shouted, "Hetao!"

The wolves, which had been in a standoff, moved.

The large, powerful wolf leapt into action, biting down on Da Niu’s arm without mercy.

Even with the cold weather and everyone wearing thick winter clothes, this bite went directly into the flesh.

Cai Xiaowen and Mr. Gu Sr. thought they were done for.

But the wolves had a clear target: the grave robbers.

Cai Xiaowen and Mr. Gu Sr. were unharmed.

Not quite, because Wen Ran noticed a large wolf paw print on Cai Xiaowen’s pant leg.

The wet paw print, surprisingly cute when you looked at it.

The arms and legs of the grave robbers were dislocated, and they were tied up tightly.

After gathering all the dangerous items from them, Wen Ran jogged over to Mr. Gu Sr., bowing and apologizing, "Sorry, sorry, old man, are you okay?"

Mr. Gu Sr.’s ropes were untied, and when he looked at Wen Ran now, it was like he was seeing a new world.

"How did you do that?"

Wen Ran untied Mr. Gu Sr.’s ropes and then started on Cai Xiaowen’s.

"Oh, these are all raised by my family."

Hetao came over, resting its big head on Wen Ran’s shoulder.

Wen Ran untied Cai Xiaowen and didn’t forget to pat the wet paw print on her leg, "That didn’t hurt, did it?"

Cai Xiaowen was still a bit dazed, looking at Wen Ran’s face, confused, "No..."

"No, well that’s good."

Wen Ran sighed with relief, apologetically, "This place is too small, and there are too many wolves. You bump into me, I bump into you, not sure which one stepped on you.

Considering they saved our lives, let’s not pursue it."

Cai Xiaowen dazedly agreed, "Not, not pursue it."

She thought she was going to die, but ended up surviving.

This feeling of going from hell to heaven left Cai Xiaowen stupefied.

Mr. Gu Sr., having seen more of life, had calmed down by now.

Seeing Wen Ran in good spirits, he was about to ask something.

But in the blink of an eye, Wen Ran burst into tears.

She hugged the big wolf, crying and hitting it at the same time.

"Are you insane? Who told you to bring the pack of wolves here? If you got caught halfway and turned into wolf meat stew or a fur collar, what would I do?"

"I had already found you a place, that old man is so easy to bully, Yueyue sends you food money, can’t you just eat?"

"Why did you run? I’m asking you why? You worthless thing, you’re really something!"

Hetao didn’t expect the sentiment to come and go so quickly.

Its neck fur wasn’t even wet before the woman turned aggressive, looking like she was going to eat the wolf.

"Awoo~"

"What are you howling for?"

Wen Ran wanted to hit the wolf but seeing its pitiful look, she couldn’t bear it.

Sniffling, she started to cry.

"Boohoohoo—"

This day had been truly nerve-wracking.

Mr. Gu Sr. and Cai Xiaowen saw that Wen Ran was still in a state of frenzy, appearing unreachable for communication.

So they didn’t rush, stood up supporting each other, and walked over to those unfortunate bandits to take their revenge.

A slap for each one.

Slaps echoed across their faces.

With every cry from Wen Ran, a slap landed, Hetao howled along.

Over time, a rhythm developed, resembling a symphony.

Red Army, hiding among the wolves: "..."

He said they shouldn’t wander off.

How long had this owner been out? Already, she had lost it.

Wen Ran calmed down, sniffed, and exchanged known information with Cai Xiaowen and Mr. Gu Sr.

"That’s all I know for now."

Mr. Gu Sr. sighed, "It’s fine, we’re safe now. My position is known, and if I go missing, someone will definitely come looking."

"But, in this wilderness, it’ll be hard for them to find us, won’t it?"

Mr. Gu Sr. was at a loss, "Well, there’s also the search and rescue dogs, they should be able to track us."

Wen Ran blinked, rubbed the giant wolf head in her hand.

Somewhat uncertain, "Are search and rescue dogs scared of wolves?"

Mr. Gu Sr.: "..."

Cai Xiaowen: "..."

The two exchanged a glance, falling into a long silence.

Hahaha, that was indeed a good question.

Do dogs fear wolves or not?

However, Mr. Gu Sr., seeing Hetao lying on Wen Ran’s lap acting cute, thought the wolf was acting quite dog-like.

Hetao, having its nose itched from the rubbing, sneezed while lying on Wen Ran’s lap, then rolled over to face Wen Ran, giving a yawn.

Honestly, the breath smelled as if something died inside and was never cleaned out.

Wen Ran’s fascination for Hetao had somewhat passed.

Upon noticing this, without mercy, she gave a slap.

"Slap!"

Wen Ran, with a stern face, scolded the wolf, "What did I tell you before? After eating, go rinse your mouth. Smell your own breath, it stinks."

"Awoo!"

"Still howling?"

"Slap~"

Another slap, Hetao behaved.

The Red Army, hiding behind Wen Ran, quietly turned its head, placed its rear end next to Wen Ran.

Recently, it wasn’t too particular; its mouth probably didn’t smell fresh either.

Wen Ran, Cai Xiaowen, and Mr. Gu Sr. were discussing staying on the mountain to rest for the night before heading down at dawn.

"Pfft~"

A muffled noise.

The odor slowly spread.

Wen Ran sniffled, gagged from the stench.

Her eyes landed on Hetao.

Hetao kept its mouth shut, with only innocence and naivety on its wolf face.

It wasn’t Hetao!

Then...

Wen Ran turned around silently, meeting Red Army’s gaze.

Ha!

That guilty look unable to meet her eyes.

If there was nothing wrong, she’d write her name backwards!

Red Army: "..."

You only mentioned bad breath, not that I can’t fart.

Wen Ran was exasperated, "Red Army! Your fart stinks to death!"

"Woof woof woof!!!"