「Two or three days later.」
When Shen Ningning came down from Wolf Mountain, she discovered that a troop of elite soldiers had completely surrounded Xiangyun Village.
The Black Wolf King followed behind her with his pack. Upon seeing the scene, the wolves all bared their fangs, their expressions savage.
Shen Ningning hurried into the village. She recognized the Iron Armor worn by the elite soldiers—they were the Crown Prince's personal guard.
The atmosphere in Xiangyun Village was tense and heavy. The old village chief was acting as a representative, speaking with a man seated under the village's banyan tree.
Before Shen Ningning even got close, she saw the old village chief nodding and bowing, the very picture of someone trying to curry favor.
And the person he was trying to curry favor with was none other than Mo Lingwei.
He appeared to have fully recovered, though his expression was as cold and indifferent as ever.
