Seemingly perceptive of Mo Yan's hesitation, the wolf looked at her with disdain and couldn't help but stretch out its paw to scratch the palm of her right hand.
Mo Yan was startled, then quickly understood its meaning, and couldn't help but stroke its wolf's head as if petting Little Flower, "How can you be so smart!"
If she really fell accidentally, she could hide in the Space, then come out, and return again… That way, even if she fell to the bottom of the cliff, she wouldn't die from the fall.
The unfamiliar touch on its head made the wolf freeze for a moment, and it shook its head uncomfortably with a low whine, as if it were complaining.
Mo Yan's hand stiffened, and she retracted it awkwardly as a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back. Fortunately, the animal did not get angry; otherwise, she would have nowhere to cry if it bit her!