Chapter 132 Treasure Hunting Below the Cliff (1)_1
"Awoo—"
After being knocked over for the forty-ninth time, Little Flower finally couldn’t help but let out a mournful Wolf Howl. Whether it was due to the impact or lack of strength, it trembled and lay on the ground, seemingly without the power to rise and fight again.
Mo Yan hurried over, and seeing Little Flower disheveled and in a sorry state, she couldn’t help but hug its neck with a heart full of pity, "It’s okay, Little Flower, you just haven’t fought enough to beat it. Once you have some fighting experience, you’ll definitely knock it flat."
Little Flower looked at Mo Yan, its proud wolf eyes filled with the discouragement of defeat. It whimpered a few times, struggled to stand up, and positioned itself in front of Mo Yan, facing the other wolf and letting out a series of fierce growls.
Mo Yan felt tears welling up in her eyes. This little guy, knowing full well it couldn’t win, still insisted on shielding her. Did it forget that she had Space and would definitely not be harmed by that wolf?
She could tell that this wolf with formidable combat power had no intention of harming them; otherwise, Little Flower’s provocations wouldn’t have resulted in just being swatted away without a scratch on its body.
Watching Little Flower’s actions, something seemed to flash in the eyes of the wolf. It raised its head to look at Mo Yan, who was shielded by Little Flower, its almost human-like eyes sparkling with an unusual light.
Up close, Mo Yan could clearly see the appearance of the wolf. When she saw the triangular patch of golden fur on its forehead and its uncommonly large size compared to ordinary wolves, she finally remembered that it was the alpha of the pack that had hunted wild mountain goats last winter, the same one that had followed her and gifted her a wild mountain goat.
"You..."
Mo Yan furrowed her brows, unsure of how to begin. She didn’t sense any malice; on the contrary, judging by this wolf’s previous behavior, it was clearly trying to curry favor with her.
The wolf seemed to know what Mo Yan wanted to say, and raised its leg, intending to step forward. Little Flower, thinking it wanted to harm Mo Yan, braced itself to attack again, but the wolf, without a second thought, swatted it away once more.