Qin Yize suddenly remembered that incident. He recalled Gu Qiaoqiao on a tree branch, tying small wooden sticks with rubber bands and fighting fiercely with him against those hungry wolves from the steppe.
Could it be?
At this thought, Qin Yize hugged Gu Qiaoqiao and chuckled, "So it seems we've met old friends?"
Gu Qiaoqiao nodded earnestly and said, "Maybe, I don't know about others, but I know wolves hold grudges like no other. Their target is accurate and persistent. If they see you as an enemy, they'll travel far to seek revenge. But I wonder how it knew you were here?"
"Maybe it caught my scent during the day."
Qin Yize said casually, then, with his left arm around Gu Qiaoqiao, raised his right hand holding a gun, aiming at the One-eyed Wolf with his chest out.
At this moment, Gu Qiaoqiao sharply noticed that the One-eyed Wolf cunningly hid among the wolf pack.
"Ah Ze, are you sure the One-eyed Wolf is the leader?"
