Qin Shimoon nodded, already exhausted, she unzipped her sleeping bag and climbed in. Spending the night in the wilderness, guarded by a Wolf King, was thrilling to say the least. Yet even so, she couldn't let her guard down around the furry animal, keeping her gun within reach in case she needed it.
Reminding herself to stay alert, she still couldn't fight off her drooping eyelids. Qin Shimoon didn't know when she had fallen into a deep sleep. When she opened her eyes the next morning, she was momentarily disoriented, not knowing where she was. Startled, she sat up and remembered her predicament. She glanced around and found Xiao Buli's figure was nowhere to be seen, only Hei sat motionless on a nearby dune like a statue, loyally guarding his post.