Behind them, the villagers were wailing and crying in despair. After all, it was impossible for there to be no injuries with a pack of more than twenty wild wolves attacking.
However, Jiang Yexun didn't care about these people at all. He glanced at the wolves on the ground, then squatted down and touched them before looking up at Su Hongchen with a smile. "Brother-in-law, the fur on these wolves isn't bad. What do you think if I use this fur to make a carpet for Xiaoxiao? She never likes to wear shoes properly in the house. If we lay this down, she won't be cold in winter."
Jiang Yexun spoke earnestly and even began inspecting the wolves nearby. His previously restrained aura, along with his entire focus on Su Xiaoxiao, left Su Hongchen somewhat tongue-tied.
Such a fierce man was truly devoted when it came to his sister. He wasn't just a guard dog; he was a big, wagging wolfhound willing to give his sister every last bone.