"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about." Wang Linchi managed a weak smile, his face pale. From the outside, his injuries indeed did not appear grave. Off to the side lay the mutilated corpse of a giant wolf.
This was certainly not the Wolf God, the Sky Wolf. As a god, it wouldn't leave a body behind upon death; it would merely vanish. The corpse was something Wang Linchi had materialized from memory, specifically to leave as evidence.
"Sir, you were reckless this time! You shouldn't have gone head-to-head with this Demon God," Li Zheng lamented as he arrived. His interests were deeply intertwined with Wang Linchi's, so naturally, he didn't want anything to happen to him. He hadn't come alone; ten airships had accompanied him as combat support. To his astonishment, by the time he got there, the Wolf God had already been slain by Wang Linchi.
