Mo Changgong froze, his brows knitting together.
He had completely forgotten about that.
The Little White Wolf howled with agitation.
Shen Ningning pressed her pink lips together. "You still had your Hidden Guard do it."
The Hidden Guard supporting Mo Changgong lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear.
Mo Changgong remembered. His tone turned cold. "So what if I did? I was accompanying my imperial father on the autumn hunt when those two wolves tried to attack me. If I hadn't killed them, should I have just waited for them to kill me?"
Hearing this, the Little White Wolf nearly lunged forward, but Shen Ningning held it tight.
The Black Wolf King, fearing the Little White Wolf would lose control, pressed a paw on its back to keep it from hurting Shen Ningning.
