One sound with another sound.

One sound higher than another.

It lasts for a long time.

...

Maxim, who stayed in the Warren Palace and assisted Earl of Shilin to guard the palace, couldn't help but frown when he heard such a wolf roar.

“Impossible.”

"Don't be suspicious."

"That genre disappeared like the Dragon Sect and the Tiger Sect."

"Otherwise, there would be no such rumors."

"What's more, that guy is dead!"

Seerti, who was holding a bag of meatballs on the side, guessed something when his friend frowned and immediately said with a smile.

"Yes, that guy is dead."

Maxim smiled self-deprecatingly, but the worries between his eyebrows did not disappear.

"That guy was still killed by Lord 2567!"

"If the Wolf Sect has not disappeared yet, the most likely person to be the white wolf is Lord 2567, but Lord 2567 is carrying the Fire Crow, not a wolf!"

Saltie said.

Seeing that his friend's sorrow had not dissipated, Seerti shrugged and began to continue tasting the meatballs he made with his own hands.

He knew that his friend had such a personality, and it would be useless to say anything more. It would be better to immerse himself in food and let his friend calm down for a while.

As time passed by minute by minute, Maxim and Seltie commanded more than ten people of the Crow Sect to form a relatively stable secret whistle guarding a corner of the Warren Palace.

As for guarding the entire Warren Palace?

There is no need to think about this little manpower.

"Go to have a drink?"

Seerti, who completed the task, proposed.

"Um."

Maxim nodded.

And just as the two Crow Sects turned around, they saw the return Qin Ran.

And the frost wolf who was sleeping soundly after being held in Qin Ran in his arms and cleaned his fur.

Maxim was stunned.

The next moment, the Crow Sect recorder widened his eyes.
Chapter completed!