The silver wolf, its eyes blazing with fury, hissed and growled, "Do not lay a hand on them!"
"Hahaha! And why should I not?" the Old Mountain Demon sneered, his gaze filled with malice. "Because they are the offspring of Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu? Where is she? Why does she not appear? Even if I slaughter her children before her very eyes, what can she possibly do?"
Hao'er, trapped within the formation, clenched his fists, his anger reaching a boiling point. He yearned to tear the man apart, but his strength was insufficient, even to contend with the sect's dignitaries.
As he watched the two men drag the bound Muchen and Muyue forward, Hao'er took a deep breath and shouted, "Wait!"
His usually stoic face was taut with tension as he addressed the Old Mountain Demon. "I will command the Silver Wolf to recall the wolves. I, and the Silver Wolf, will accompany you. In exchange, you will release my siblings and the guard."
