The Wolf King 70

Nan Chiyou was dumbfounded. Did her mother mean that the man in red had hunted down Nan Ming for so long, just for this love letter?

She looked back at the man in red behind her and suddenly felt that he had died somewhat unjustly.

"Let's go..."

Feng Ruqing turned to Nan Xian and smiled gently.

State Preceptor Nan Xian raised his hand and gently wrapped his arm around her waist. His smile was as warm as a clear spring, just like when they had first met.

Nan Chiyou followed Feng Ruqing, staring at the two people in front of her. She pursed her lips, turned to Nan Ming, and asked, "Ten years ago, that wolf was also you. Why did you not tell me that at first?"

She became furious as she thought of that. 

'This damn Nan Ming has lied to me not only once or twice…'

Nan Ming raised his hand and held Nan Chiyou's hand. "Back then, you never thought of me as a wolf."