Xu Xin brought Lou Fei'Er to the outside of the cabin.
At this moment, the Silver King just emerged from the cabin. Obediently using its wolf paws, it closed the wooden door, halting the continued spread of the Red Mist, and turned around to bump into the two.
"Wow! The Silver King looks so handsome!" Lou Fei'Er's eyes widened.
Meanwhile, the blood patterns densely covering the Silver King's wolf body were flickering back and forth between vivid and dim, indeed handsome but appearing somewhat unstable.
"Are you okay, Silver King? Any discomfort?" Xu Xin approached and asked.
"Awooo—" The Silver King howled with vibrant energy, showing no sign of problems.
It didn't seem to want to leave right away and instead laid down by the cabin's door, closing its eyes as if digesting the acquired strength.
