Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf

Su Lin scrutinized the Meng Hu before him, like a master looking down from on high at the slave he had brought back, his eyes full of indifference.

“Awooo—” Su Lin let out a low howl to the Wolf Clan at his side, indicating that the Wolf Clan should take this dying, near-dead Siberia Tiger away, and keep a close watch on it.

The nearby Wolf Clan reacted quickly; several wolves joined forces to drag Meng Hu away. The wounds on Meng Hu’s body scraped against the ground as he was dragged; injuries that were already festering once again oozed fresh blood. The thin line of blood stretched from beneath Su Lin’s feet all the way out of the cave, seeming as though it had no end.

Su Lin looked at this trail of blood; the expression in his eyes remained as calm and still as the water in an ancient well.

This somewhat surprised Sander and Tiffany, but it made their hearts fill with even more gratitude toward the White Wolf; they had not expected that by joining the battle they would actually gain so much food.