How was it possible for him to be fine, his body is scalding hot!
Lu Yan turned around, his bloodshot eyes riveted on the wolves. They might have realized that he was a force to be reckoned with and they didn't dare to approach him.
Rolling his sleeves up, Lu Yan wiped away the blood on his face. He glared ferociously at the remaining wolves, baring his teeth like a beast and his eyes were exuding a dangerous aura.
He stretched out his index finger and beckoned at the wolves.
Roar.
The wolves were successfully triggered.
The atmosphere was getting more tense and the air seemed to spark with energy.
"Lu Yan." An'an clung onto his shirt. He was having a high fever and not in a good state at all. It was far too dangerous for him to be dealing with a pack of wolves.
Lu Yan stretched out his hand and held onto hers. "Be good and stay here. Don't distract me, hm?"
An'an nodded her head. "Mm!"
