Baili Xia gripped her dagger tightly, and together with Mu Ziying, who had just managed to pick up her dropped dagger, waited for the wolf pack to charge for one last stand.
"We shouldn't rush out. Let's lean against the tree so we don't have to guard our backs."
"Okay." Mu Ziying nodded, her admiration for Baili Xia immense at this moment.
Baili Xia was not only brave and versatile, but she was also clear-headed and calm.
If she hadn't been with Baili Xia today, she would probably have already been devoured by the wolves.
There were still more than ten wolves left, some of which had fallen but got up again.
Seeing that no more silver needles were shot by Baili Xia, they all circled closer.
Just as they got about three meters close, one of the wolves suddenly howled and lunged at Mu Ziying first.
It seemed even the wild wolf realized Baili Xia was the tougher nut to crack, while Mu Ziying was easier to bully.
