"Where there's a fight, there's bound to be unexpected treasure."
Qin Feiyang's eyes sparkled. For him, at this moment, nothing was more alluring than money.
"GRRR."
The Wolf King sniffed the air vigorously and growled at Qin Feiyang, appearing quite agitated.
"Brother Wolf, have you found something?" Qin Feiyang asked in surprise.
The Wolf King nodded, then broke into a silent run towards the valley entrance.
Qin Feiyang had great confidence in the Wolf King's sense of smell, so he quickly followed.
Inside the valley, two young men, around eighteen or nineteen years old, were locked in a fierce battle.
The flash of sabers and glint of swords painted a scene of intense combat! Gusts of wind howled, sweeping in all directions!
Their eyes were solely fixed on each other, completely oblivious to the man and wolf that had snuck into the valley and were now observing them from behind a large rock.
