The wolf pup in Xiao Lin's arms awoke from its injuries and bit down on Xiao Lin's arm. After a hiss, he moved to pry open the wolf's fangs, glaring at its wild nature. But before he could treat his wound, those people were already rushing in with weapons.
"Don't fight!" Xiao Lin shouted to Nu Ba who looked like he was about to grab a weapon. He didn't want a bloodshed.
"Damn it, I don't want to wait around to get chopped." Nu Ba wouldn't listen to Xiao Lin; his machete was already swinging towards the first person rushing in.
How could a mere villager withstand a trained Nu Ba? The weapon in the villager's hand was flung away. Seeing he was about to be chopped, a shadow shot out from the left and tackled the villager to the ground. The sudden rescuer settled the villager and then launched an aggressive attack against Nu Ba.
"Miao Shaoqing!" From the first move, Xiao Lin recognized who he was.
