Chapter 162 Retreat
- The Night Wolf beast king watched as the tiny young man stood in front of it, blocking its path with a long sword.
- The Night Wolf King could feel the lethality of the sword in the young man's hand, but that didn't stop its claws from swiping downward.
- Ian, who stood in front of Sylvia like some brave warrior, broke out into cold sweats when he saw the claws looming over him.