Chapter 26: Who killed whom tonight?

  In the distant mountains, the old steward asked the wolves the same question.

  His last impression of the red wolfman was being knocked flying onto a cliff by Adolf, and the two began to wrestle near the summit. However, after more than ten minutes now, the summit is empty, leaving behind only scorched earth on one side that had been swept by poisonous fire, and a large area of dense forest destroyed by thrusting swords.

  "Second Master, where are you?"

  The old steward dispersed the wolf-like men to search, and he himself flew onto a towering rock to observe. The vast mountains within dozens of miles were all within his line of sight. After looking for a while, his back suddenly felt a chill, and his voice trembled, "Second Young Master, I know you like to play, but this is not the time to scare old slave... Second Young Master, answer me!"

  Deep in the mountains, quietly...

  "Hmm, perhaps the Second Young Master was too playful and after killing that gap-toothed kid, he went to Donglin?" The old steward comforted himself with a smile, and what made him even more at ease was that the two wolfmen soon discovered a mountain cave destroyed by battle, inside which there was a piece of white robe fabric clearly belonging to Adolf, stained with blood.

  He picked up the cloth strip and sniffed it, the vampire butler was completely relieved. This is human blood, with a strong smell of cannabis. It seems that Adolf has been seriously injured in the pursuit of the second young master, and after playing enough, the second young master will return home by himself soon...

  The old steward waved his hand and led the wolf pack to disappear on the south side of the mountain cave.

  Only a dozen seconds later, Adolf crawled out of the cave from the north, his white robe had turned into tattered strips, with a bloody hole pierced in his left shoulder. He stumbled and staggered as he walked, occasionally spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. He really couldn't walk anymore, so he lay down on his back, pulled out a marijuana cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and took several big puffs towards the moon. Then, under the stimulation and excitement brought by the marijuana, he got up and continued walking...

  He finally walked back to Hei Gu, where he saw Ye Huan leading a group of over ten people searching for him at the valley entrance. With a "thud", he fell backwards onto the ground. "Hey, boss, did you see Old Bat's expression when he left? He thought it was the south... Wow, wow, the answer is revealed, it's actually the north! I only used one piece of cloth and a few mouthfuls of blood to deceive him... Cough, cough, cough, damn it, I admit it, if I hadn't played some small tricks, I really wouldn't have been able to bring back this spoils of war!"

  As he spoke, he raised his trembling right hand, still holding a bloody and indistinct mass in his palm. "How about it? This spoil of war?" The scum smiled with an air of innocence, "Can I exchange it for several boxes of hemp from you?"

  Ye Huan stared at what was in his hand, shocked!

  At this time, the imperial garrison finally arrived, led by a middle-aged woman riding a giant black spider. Ye Huan was initially bewildered, but after taking a look at the woman's foot, which had a poisonous black widow spider as large as a house, Ye Huan suddenly burst out laughing. This was General Sherry, who had fought side by side with another Ye Huan in the past and had a pretty good relationship.

  "Yehuan, was it you who set the fire?"

  When Sherry saw Ye Huan for the first time, a genuine smile also appeared at the corner of her mouth, but she immediately saw that lump of bloody flesh in Adolph's hand. Then, without even saying a second word to Ye Huan, she hastily ordered the soldiers to retreat, brushed past Ye Huan, grabbed the thing, wiped off the fresh blood on it, and examined it from inside out more than a dozen times... Her eyes were filled with such terror!

  "Who did this?"

  "General Sherry, I think you should ask what just happened first," Ye Huan glanced at the thing and quickly turned his head to swallow a dry mouthful of saliva. He explained: "Just now, there were at least 800 werewolves, two or three thousand wolf packs..."

  "And there's a little werewolf wearing red armor and riding a nightmare, as well as an old vampire in a tailcoat, right?"

  Cherry hastily interrupted him, gave Ye Huan a wink, and came to a quiet place to say in a low voice: "Don't ask me why I know, smelling the wolf's smell here, and the ancient Roman spear on the ground, I knew what happened... Ye Huan, now the most important thing is not to explain the process, but to tell me immediately, who brought you this trophy?!"

  As she spoke, she also anxiously glanced northward several times.

  The big fire in the valley not only startled the garrison, but also startled the Eastern Lin's security troops. Just a short distance away, Popov had already crossed over the mountain ridge and appeared on the eastern cliff. This eighth-level Great Soul Master almost reacted as quickly as Sherry did. When he first saw Ye Huan here, he was somewhat surprised, but when he clearly saw that Sherry and Ye Huan were arguing about something, his face suddenly lost all its blood color. In a flash, he actually jumped directly down from the top of the mountain, which was several dozen meters high.

  "Popov is coming, no time to explain too much..."

  "Remember, when Popov asks who brought the spoils of war, you find someone in Black Valley with the worst reputation and push them forward... especially remember, for old times' sake, don't say this has anything to do with you!"

  Ye Huan was just about to ask why, when he saw Popov rush up in front of him with a few big strides, snatching away the thing. His first sentence was just as Shirley had anticipated: "This thing... who did it?!"

  Drip!

  Drip!

  This thing is still dripping with fresh blood, outside wrapped in several pieces of crushed and dented red armor plates, inside has already deformed a part, but the protruding wolf nose, soaked in wolf blood fur, all indicate that this is the... head of the Red Wolf Man!

  "Hey, Bobov!"

  Just now, Shirley's voice wasn't loud, and only Adolf, who was closest to her, heard it. He swayed back and forth as he stood up, lifting his chin covered in fresh blood. "Look at the people here, and look at me, Adolf, now... even a fool can guess who did it, right? ...No mistake, the answer is revealed, the one who killed this wolf cub is me..."

  Popov's eyes suddenly became sharp and stern, one of his arms pressed on the hilt of the curved knife at his waist, but just at this moment!

  Bang!

  Ye Huan pressed down on Adolf's shoulder, making him lie on the ground. He took over Adolf's unfinished half-sentence: "Mr. Popov, you saw Adolf's appearance, he needs to rest... I'll tell you, the one who killed this wolf cub is his leader, me, Ye Huan!"