The darkness was filled with murmuring whispers, and from time to time, wolf howls echoed, making one's hair stand on end.
Wolves!!
WOLVES!!!!
"Are you alright? Wake up?!"
Zhou Qianshu's voice echoed from all directions, startling Ding Cang from his Nightmare.
His clothes were soaked with sweat, and blood seeped through the gauze on his limbs to varying degrees. Even his eye sockets were slightly sunken.
Zhou Qianshu looked at Ding Cang with concern and couldn't help but ask, "Another dream?"
Ding Cang muttered to himself, "Ever since those beasts bit my hands and feet, I've had this strange dream every day."
He cupped his face in his hands, his expression full of despair.
"In my dream, it's like I've been swallowed by a wild wolf. I can even feel its breath on my ear."
At this, Ding Cang couldn't help but gag, nearly vomiting up stomach acid.
Zhou Qianshu quickly brought him some water and patted his back, trying to ease his suffering.
