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His Yu Han...
Jiang Tingyu suppressed the reluctance in his heart. He resolutely continued to focus on Xia Yuhan. He watched her every move because he wanted to remember Xia Yuhan at her most beautiful and courageous.
If there is no fate in this life, then in the next life, Jiang Tingyu will accompany you again.
The blood in Cang Yile's hands continued to drip down. His body longed to rush over immediately. But his rationality told him he couldn't. Absolutely not. That would truly betray Xia Yuhan's heartfelt efforts.
Because she had no need to force herself onto a path of no return. She did this entirely to protect him.
Ha... I never expected that he, Cang Yile, would fall to such a state. Now he even needs to sacrifice the woman he loves to secure his future...
After years of hiding his strength, wasn't it all for that moment of glory? He vowed he could not remain silent any longer.
After four consecutive gunshots rang out, four or five wolves fell lifelessly. The blood of the wolves splattered all over Xia Yuhan, staining the area behind her.
The increasingly strong smell of blood filled Xia Yuhan's mouth and nose, also stimulating the soldiers outside the cage.
At this moment, they really wanted to follow Xia Yuhan to fight the wolves. Even if it meant death, they would willingly accept it.
If a girl can be so brave, then as men standing tall at seven feet, they should be even more fierce in killing enemies. They refuse to be cowards.
As the saying goes, one either erupts in silence or perishes in silence.
At this moment, Xia Yuhan was covered in blood and kept retreating.
The attacking wolves seemed to be afraid of the seemingly inconspicuous weapon in Xia Yuhan's hand, which was actually extremely lethal. They hesitated and began to slowly close in on Xia Yuhan.
Although she had been retreating, at the current speed, she had only reached the center of the cage.
This meant that she still had half the distance to cover in order to escape.
It also meant that the wolves could launch another full-scale attack.
Originally, there were eleven bullets; now only three remained.
These last two or three bullets must not be wasted unless absolutely necessary.
Xia Yuhan retreated while glancing around, her heart trembling at the sight of twenty wolves closing in on her.
How could she fend them off with just three bullets?
Confronting them head-on was ultimately not a solution.
Suddenly, her sharp eyes spotted the Wolf Cub surrounding the pack.
In a frenzy, she charged forward instead of retreating. With her right hand holding the gun and her left hand wielding a dagger, she rushed toward the group of wolves.
The wolves were caught off guard by Xia Yuhan's sudden attack. However, they instinctively lunged at her.
But it was too late for them now.
Xia Yuhan had firmly grasped one of the Wolf Cubs in her hand and had pressed the dagger against its neck to threaten the wolves.
As expected, with one of their kind in Xia Yuhan's grasp, the originally fierce gaze of the wolves softened considerably. Yet they showed no intention of letting Xia Yuhan go. Although they did not attack, with every step Xia Yuhan took back, they advanced a step closer.
Just like that, she retreated a little further back into the venue. In other words, she was now not far from the exit.
She hoped to make it to the exit safely, but another unexpected event occurred.
A strong Male Wolf suddenly charged out from the pack. It ignored the Wolf Cub in Xia Yuhan's hands and lunged at her with ferocity.
In order to protect herself, Xia Yuhan had no choice but to throw the Wolf Cub away. Just then, the Male Wolf leaped and caught the Wolf Cub in its mouth.
The wild wolf had originally intended to pounce on Xia Yuhan and did not expect her to throw the Wolf Cub. In an instant, the Wolf Cub was crushed in the wolf's jaws.
A wave of bloodiness hit her face. Xia Yuhan dared not be careless any longer and tightened her grip on the only weapon she had left.
She didn't even hear a sound of pain from the Wolf Cub before it died just like that.
This demonstrated that the Male Wolf's size, attack speed, and biting power were no less than that of the leader of the wolf pack.
With Xia Yuhan no longer holding the Wolf Cub, those wolves that had previously hesitated quickly surged forward again, disregarding everything as they lunged at her once more.
The frequency of attacks from the wolf pack became shorter and more brutal each time.
Three bullets left. Three bullets were far from enough.
Xia Yuhan hesitated with her gun raised. The wolves thought her weapon was no longer useful and began to howl in unison. Then…
Then, almost all the wolves erupted in an instant, revealing their sharp teeth, opening their bloody maws, and brandishing their vicious claws as they closed in on Xia Yuhan.
With no other choice, Xia Yuhan fired a shot at the strongest Male Wolf. Then, while retreating, she swung her dagger fiercely at the wolves charging toward her.
In the eyes of everyone, her delicate voice was like a dragonfly darting back and forth among a pack of wolves, attacking relentlessly. But she was, after all, just a human, and a mere woman at that. Before long, her speed began to slow down...
Finally, the last bullet was spent. The pistol had become useless to her. She quickly opened the Treasure Chest and stowed the pistol inside.
All these actions were completed within her sleeve, so the onlookers did not notice anything unusual.
Now, the Treasure Chest was one with her. As long as she was alive, the chest would remain. In this world of deceit and danger, the Treasure Chest was her last lifeline for survival.
At this moment, both the only Grenade and the last of her pistol ammunition were exhausted. Until the supplies from the Treasure Chest were fully stocked, she could only rely on her own strength to confront her enemies head-on.
Without a pistol in hand, Xia Yuhan's retreating speed doubled. She still held a gleaming dagger in her left hand while preparing her Hidden Weapon in her right hand, ready to shoot at any moment.
The pistol had been exposed; she could not let this defensive Hidden Weapon be revealed to others. Therefore, she could only use it when no one was paying attention.
The wolf's hide was thick and difficult to pierce with a single strike. However, that did not mean she had no way to deal with these wolves.
Xia Yuhan suddenly stopped and swung her dagger at the wolf that lunged at her again.
This time, she accurately avoided the sharp claws of the wolf. The dagger struck directly at the wolf's throat. Seizing the opportunity, Xia Yuhan kicked the wolf away using her own strength.
But just as she completed this action, the remaining wolves lunged at her once more. Xia Yuhan had no way to evade; she could only shoot poison needles at their eyes.
She gripped the dagger tightly with both hands—her right hand on top and her left hand below—waiting for the right moment to strike.
In an instant, four wolves' eyes turned bloodshot from pain as they howled in agony.
When everyone opened their eyes wide to look again, those wolves were actually clawing at their own eyes with their paws, disregarding the blood flowing freely and their own suffering.
After several rounds, the wild wolves' eyes appeared to have been turned into bloody pits by their own actions.
Xia Yuhan watched this scene with great anxiety and reluctance.
She never intended to do this. She never wanted to use the poisoned needles. But to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, she had no choice.
If she had known that the poison she concocted was so potent and caused such suffering, she would not have used it recklessly.
Because the poisoned needles were shot at close range, they all penetrated the wolves' eyes. For anyone wanting to investigate how the poisoning occurred, they would first need to remove the wolf corpses.
However, this poison was too strong. Taking advantage of the crowd's distraction, Xia Yuhan quickly replaced her Hidden Weapon Launcher with another one.
The sight of four wild wolves with bloodied eyes and self-inflicted wounds instilled panic in the onlookers and intimidated the remaining wolves.
After several rounds of fighting, out of thirty wild wolves, only about fifteen or sixteen remained. Xia Yuhan was already exhausted and unsure how much longer she could hold on.
Yet she still put on a brave face, brandishing her dagger and pointing it directly at the remaining wolves.
During this time, the four wolves that had been severely poisoned continued to howl in agony...
Seeing that the wolves did not launch an attack for a long time, Xia Yuhan quickly retreated again. She initially thought that the remaining fifteen or sixteen wolves would chase after her like before, but they did not. They all stood their ground, their fur bristling, growling softly as if mourning for their fallen companions...
Xia Yuhan thought this way, but Canglong Hui, who was well aware of the nature of these wild wolves, had a different opinion.
"Mother Empress, just wait and see. The upcoming Wolf's Fury will likely mean that even if Xia Yuhan possesses great abilities, she won't escape death," Canglong Hui whispered in the Queen's ear.
"Is that true? This Wolf's Fury is nothing more than a more frenzied attack. Could there be anything else?" the Queen questioned softly.
"Mother Empress. You will know what happens next. If I were to die, wouldn't that be meaningless?"
"I hope everything goes as Longhui Prince said. But what if she escapes death?"
"This..." Canglong Hui hesitated. He had never considered such a situation before. "Mother Empress, it won't happen. This wild wolf is not a stray wolf. It has been trained by Master of the Child. Wolf's Fury is the master's ultimate move against enemies. You can rest assured, Mother Empress."
Although Canglong Hui said this, Queen still had her doubts. It wasn't that she didn't believe her son's words, but rather that she was worried Xia Yuhan would come back to life like an unkillable cockroach.
As for how things would ultimately unfold, who could possibly know?
Yes, who could know?
Even the person involved herself did not realize she could hold on for so long, enduring until this moment.
The low growls of the wild wolf continued. Xia Yuhan nervously and methodically backed away. At this moment, she seemed to sense something unusual. She felt that the remaining wild wolves would not simply let things go like this...
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