Chapter 9: Journey to the wolf’s cave (3)

On the side, a young wolf wolf demon took delight in her misfortune and said, “Yeah, there’s a wedding outfit. I almost forgot about that. But, that wolf is blind. He won’t be able to see it.”

Ruan Qiuqiu: “...?” A blind wolf? Wasn’t Mr. Big Bad Wolf only disfigured and crippled? He had also lost his eyesight?

Seeing her somewhat surprised look, the young wolf demon couldn’t resist saying, “A blind wolf. You don’t understand? He’s like one of you humans. He’s blind. The rare winter sunlight, this tree, the snow, he can’t see any of it. Do you understand now?”

Ruan Qiuqiu heard these words and pursed her lips. “Do you guys hate my... husband?”

The young wolf demon scoffed, “Of course.”

Ruan Qiuqiu couldn’t resist asking, “If that’s the case, why did you guys spend 300 catties of salt to get him a wife?” The bride had to be willing too.

Right after she said these words, she saw that the wolf demons’ expression immediately changed. There were even traces of fright.

The middle-aged wolf demon appeared fierce, but he was cowardly at heart. He bellowed, “It’s our tribe’s tradition! The Fire Wolf Tribe isn’t lacking in salt. Why the h*ll are you asking so many questions?”

Ruan Qiuqiu was stunned by his bellowing and tactfully didn’t say another word.

Ruan Qiuqiu mockingly smiled at herself. She picked up the animal skin bag that had 20 catties of dried meat taken out of it. It was noticeably lighter than before, but she still struggled to carry it as she walked towards the cave.

As she got closer to Mr. Big Bad Wolf’s cave, the stench of blood grew stronger. The combination of that smell plus the chilly wind made it hard to breath.

Stepping on the crunchy layer of the snow, Ruan Qiuqiu crossed over one more bend and finally came within ten meters of the cave.

She was slightly panting when she saw a wobbly and lame wolf cub in the dim light of dusk. It was gnawing on snow. It looked as if it was going to fall over at any second.

Ruan Qiuqiu blinked in surprise. When she composed herself and looked over there again, the wolf cub had disappeared.

The wolf cub had been replaced by a huge and terrifying wolf that was baring its fangs. Its body reeked the heavy scent of blood.

Although there was still a distance between them, Ruan Qiuqiu could clearly see the blood dripping down on him and his large rotting wound.

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Mr. Big Bad Wolf was bewildered and uncertain. He showed off his terrifying fangs and hoped. “She probably didn’t see that, right?”