Little Wolf sprinted ahead, glancing to the left and right, ignoring the six wolves that appeared behind and continued towards the distance at an unchanged pace.
At first, Li Xiaobao was somewhat worried, but later he noticed that the six wolves seemed to have no ill intent towards him; they were more like acting as his escorts, which reassured him, and he closely followed Little Wolf's figure.
Before long, they had reached the edge of the hinterlands of Qianniu Mountain, stopping in a place where the terrain was perilous. Li Xiaobao saw under a distant large tree, the Wolf King was lying there in pain, surrounded by more than a dozen huge wolves protecting him.
"Woo! Woo!"
While softly whining, Little Wolf tugged at Li Xiaobao's pant leg, signaling him to come over.
"Alright, I get it, you wouldn't have sought me out so late if not for wanting me to save the Wolf King, right?"
Seeing the urgent look in Little Wolf's eyes, Li Xiaobao gently stroked its head, calming it down.