Chapter 93
"Stay here for now, don't go downstairs."
"But the little one..." Shang Xi's words were interrupted by a sound at the door.
Gu Wen tugged at his lips. "He's already here."
Indeed, the door was being knocked on by a pair of small hands, and a young voice urgently called out, "Mommy! Mommy!"
Shang Xi hurried over and opened the door.
A little boy stood alone at the doorway, dressed in a complete set of black pajamas. His black hair was messy, his face fair and tender, and his eyes were moist and reddened.
"Baby Shang!" Shang Xi's face was filled with joy as she bent down and lifted her son up. "Are you hurt? Why are you standing here all alone? Where's Uncle Cang Ling?"
She excitedly asked several questions.
Baby Shang held onto his mommy tightly and earnestly replied, one by one, "I'm not hurt."
"Uncle Scar brought me to the door."
"Uncle Scar went downstairs."
Once he noticed his mommy was injured, the little wolf cub didn't want to be carried anymore and insisted on standing on the ground.
Shang Xi also crouched down, and Baby Shang, feeling concerned for his mommy, reached out his small hand to touch her head and gently stroke her face.
Shang Xi stared at him affectionately, and seeing that her son was unharmed, she felt overjoyed and leaned over to shower his little face with kisses.
Gu Wen stood to the side, resembling a forgotten sculpture, completely ignored.
Especially when he saw Shang Xi kissing the young cub so lovingly, he pursed his lips tightly.
The way werewolves treated their offspring was different from pure humans. If it were pure humans, adults would feel sorry for the cubs and worry about their mental well-being, offering comfort and consolation.
But werewolves were different.
Their way of life was much rougher. Nature was cruel, survival of the fittest. It was better for the cubs to know the truth. They were like flowers in a greenhouse—either they starved to death or ended up as a meal on someone's plate.
All they could do was become stronger.
The sooner they witnessed the cruelty of the world, the seeds of strength would be sown within them.
It was a kind of tempering for their young minds.
However, there were many ways to temper, and no matter what, Gu Wen didn't want it to be Shang Xi.
At this moment, his eldest son finally remembered that his father was still there.
"Daddy." Baby Shang took a step forward instinctively, then held onto his mommy's hand tightly, wanting to go together.
He couldn't leave his mommy for even a second now.
He was afraid that his mommy would be taken away by bad people in the next second.
What happened today left a deep impression on him and had a significant impact.
He couldn't do anything, only helplessly watch as his mommy was taken away.
The young cub, held in Gu Wen's arms, remained quiet. Suddenly, he heard his father say, "Do you want to become stronger?"
Baby Shang widened his eyes and nodded vigorously.
And so...
From that day on, Gu Wen started training the cub in various aspects of his abilities.
On the other side.
In the pitch-black forest, as Gu Wen held Shang Xi and rinsed her wound by the river, licking it with care, the branches and leaves rustled. Despite being cautious, Gu Wen could still hear the sound of stepping on the broken leaves.
A fallen werewolf lay in ambush, cautiously closing in step by step, like hunting prey.
But Gu Wen pretended not to hear anything.
The fallen werewolf, completely absorbed in his own thoughts, failed to realize that he had become the prey in someone else's eyes.
Sure enough, it didn't take long.
He heard the fallen werewolf being tackled, unable to make a sound as his throat was bitten, and quickly succumbing to death.
That Black Tail guy actually came in handy when it mattered.
After he finished off the fallen werewolf, he lowered his voice, not wanting to disturb anything, and turned to run.
Meanwhile, in a hidden wild pond within the forest.
A fallen werewolf floated on the water's surface, baring its teeth, blood flowing from its neck, motionless and clearly lifeless.
The splashing water broke apart, and a smaller, slender, bluish-black female werewolf emerged from the water.
In her captivating wolf eyes, moist and tinged with red, she let out a whimper filled with sorrow and fear.
She did it!
She killed a fallen werewolf!!
She too was capable of it.
"Woo woo woo, woo woo..." Her howls were somewhat shrill, small whimpering sounds.
Since she was young, Blue Tail enjoyed swimming in the icy lakes of the Snow Mountain, catching fish to eat. She had exceptional water skills, and she used her unique talent to kill the fallen werewolf that had jumped into the pond.
She needed to get up quickly and leave.
To save Shang Xi.
There were three fallen werewolves chasing after her. After the other two saw her fall into the water, they disdainfully said, "We'll leave this to you. We're going to support the boss."
The boss they referred to was probably the bearded werewolf who had taken Shang Xi away.
She didn't know how much time she had wasted in the water. After crawling out, she looked at the pitch-black forest, gathered her courage, and plunged into it.
She ran alone in the forest, the air filled with a pungent scent, tears of fear streaming down her face.
She didn't know how long she had been running when she encountered one of the pursuing fallen werewolves, lying on the riverbank, its neck severed and lifeless.
The scent... it seemed like Black Tail's.
She ran downstream along the riverbank and unexpectedly caught a whiff of the scent of the pack leader and Shang Xi.
The small, slender, bluish-black wolf jumped around in place, filled with excitement. Shang Xi had been taken away by the pack leader! She must be safe!
Then... she should go back!
But just as she thought that, she froze.
From behind her came the howl of a fallen werewolf.
"Female, didn't expect to run into you here."
Blue Tail widened her eyes, filled with terror.
She could never forget that voice—it was the third fallen werewolf pursuing her!!