Just as Meng Wan'er was silently scheming, around thirty over Snowfield Great Wolves had already gathered behind the ice mountains.
They probably felt that their numbers were enough and also possibly because they had done enough surveillance hence they slowly walked out from the ice mountain and surrounded the group in the middle, as they slowly pressed in closer.
When Meng Wan'er sensed the Snowfield Great Wolf's eerie cold gaze sweeping past her, she was so scared that her legs turned into jelly.
Huang Yueli looked at her pale face from her peripheral view and burst out into a giggle.
Wasn't she very arrogant earlier? Didn't she say that she was the freezing zone's expert? Why was it when she really met with danger, she became as timid as a mouse and was totally helpless?
She didn't bother about Meng Wan'er as she turned her head to look at the other people.
