Yuan Ming stared at Jun Xiqing in disbelief.
She was actually…
The metal claw had pierced Jun Xiqing's tender shoulders, making her break out in sweat from the pain. She reached up and slowly drew out the claw from her shoulder, inch by inch.
The claw was silver when it entered, and blood red when it was drawn out.
"Howl…"
The howls of a pack of wolves rang out from a near distance. Yuan Ming glanced up to see pairs of glowing green eyes dotting the darkness ahead. The wolves had come.
He gripped his reins tightly.
The daughter of the Jun Family was indeed full of ancient tricks and skills. She even knew the art of taming wolves.
Indeed.
