Aow aow aow~
The Golden Claw Iron Wolf immediately bared its fangs and claws, angrily howling at Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan rubbed his nose, "What is this guy saying?"
He didn't understand a bit of the Demon Race's language.
The others also shook their heads.
Liang Feiyan showed a strange expression, "Why do I feel like it seems to hold a grudge against you, Junior Brother Jiang?"
"Junior Brother Jiang, do you know this Demon Wolf?"
Jiang Fan had been killing demonic beasts quite a lot lately.
For a moment, he couldn't really be sure if he had inadvertently let this one escape somewhere.
"It is the Golden Claw Iron Wolf."
Wu Manyue sauntered over unhurriedly, twisting her waist as she walked.
Before Jiang Fan, she said with malicious glee:
"This Demon Wolf is cursing you."
"And quite nastily."
Is that so?
Jiang Fan suspiciously looked at Wu Manyue, "Could it be that you are well-versed in the Demon Race's script?"
"Ha."
