The Wolf King dashed swiftly, carrying Zhouzhou on its back as it raced up the mountain. Zhouzhou gazed at the surroundings and recognized her surroundings. King had brought Wangcai here to learn hunting.
What could the wolf uncle be bringing her here for? Surely not to teach her hunting as well?
Naturally, Wolf King couldn't respond to her. Instead, it led Zhouzhou to a thicket, where it stopped and set her down.
In the distance, the roars of a few tigers could be heard, recognizable as Wangcai's voice. Zhouzhou's eyes lit up, ready to go over, but Wolf King pressed down on her head, forcing her to crouch behind the grass with him.
Zhouzhou lifted her head, spitting out the grass and casting a reproachful glance at it.
In truth, there was something the wolf uncle could directly tell her, after all, she was now someone who could understand the language of wolves!
Even if not truly understanding, Zhouzhou at this moment understood that it wanted her to hide here.