On the brink of the apocalypse, Zuo Ling is brought back to her distant relatives' Ding family and safely survives countless disasters through the chaos.
However, on the verge of death, s...
Pei Nansheng brought a basin of water and some medicine for his injuries.
Ah San glanced at him coldly. Last time, the man and the little brat used those bottles and jars to treat his injuries.
Xiao Hao thought it would be like a war again, but the Indians were very obedient and let them do whatever they wanted.
The wolf's claws were very sharp, and the wounds on the Indian man's body were shocking.
Li Tian protested, "He harmed us, and you're still treating his injuries?"
“My sister said that the Indians are protecting their territory. They think we are enemies who have invaded their territory, so naturally they want to find ways to drive us out. From the Indians’ perspective, they did nothing wrong.”
Li Tian opened his mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but after holding back for a long time, he muttered:
"That's too ruthless of him, more than 20 lives."
Zuo Ling brought over a set of clothes. "Look how dirty he is, wash him and then apply the medicine."
"He has an injury that will get infected."
Li Tianxin said, "You don't even know this? Is Sister Zuo really that nice to Ah San, or is she just pretending?"
"He's the wolf king, he's not that delicate. Wash him, wash him clean, and see how he looks."
Zuo Ling smiled, patted Li Tian, and turned to leave.
Suddenly, things took an unexpected turn. The Indian man, who had been cooperating all along, suddenly attacked, took Li Tian hostage, and retreated quickly.
He held Li Tian's neck with one hand and gripped his throat with the other, letting out a threatening roar.
Ah San was very strong, and Li Tian was almost out of breath.
Lin's wife treated Li Tian like her own son. When she discovered that Li Tian was in danger, she grabbed a fire poker and fiercely pounced on him.
"Let go, let go now."
They put down their work and rushed over in a panic, with the three Guo brothers even drawing their guns.
"Don't get excited, everyone, don't get excited."
Staring into Ah San's eyes, Zuo Ling said:
"You want to leave? Fine, I'll let you leave. Let him go, okay?"
Although he couldn't understand what Zuo Ling was saying, Ah San could tell that the woman meant him no harm.
Unfortunately, he didn't trust a single person present!
Especially the later ones, they all had a murderous aura about them.
The Indian men tightened their grip, causing Li Tian to roll his eyes back in pain.
Unfolding the clothes for Ah San, regardless of whether he understood or not, Zuo Ling softened her tone and spoke several times slower than usual:
"Do you want to wear the same clothes as Xiao Hao? I know you like it. Let go of him, let's wear new clothes, okay?"
Zuo Ling spoke while gesturing.
Ah San's eyes swept over the clothes and Xiao Hao, and he understood what the woman meant.
He had memories of his past; he grew up with a pack of wolves. Before the woman's family arrived, he felt that he and the silver-white wolves were of the same kind.
After witnessing the life of the woman's family, he was confused and suddenly realized that he was very different from the silver wolf clan.
He couldn't help but want to get closer and explore why he could smell a similar scent on the woman. His thoughts were in turmoil, and he unconsciously loosened his grip.
Li Tian was finally able to catch his breath. Ah San was very alert and tightened his grip, but it was much better than before.
Taking advantage of Ah San's hesitation, Zuo Ling picked up the freshly skinned silver-white wolf pelt and said, "Aren't you two mortal enemies? Don't you want to taste it?"
She pointed to the grill in the distance. Ah San's eyes twitched slightly. The arrogant fellow never imagined that he would become someone else's food.
Having suffered at the hands of Zuo Ling's family, he wouldn't be easily swayed and continued to drag Li Tian back.
Zuo Ling cut the ropes that had once bound Ah San and signaled Pei Nansheng to dismantle the wooden cage.
"We won't tie you up anymore, and we won't put you in a cage. You can leave whenever you want."
Locking up Ah San was intended to lure out his accomplices, and also as a form of punishment.
Having learned where Ah San came from and understood his actions, Zuo Ling didn't want to kill him, so there was no need to lock him up anymore.
The wooden cage, which had struggled for a long time without being able to break free, was dismantled into a pile of wood in Pei Nansheng's hands like a toy.
Ah San hated the wooden cage to death and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Zuo Ling got closer and closer to Ah San, reaching out her hand: "Let him go, okay?"
The smile magnified before his eyes, and Ah San was momentarily distracted. His hand loosened, and Zuo Ling took the opportunity to pull Li Tian behind her.
Ah San was startled and reached out to snatch it back, but Zuo Ling grabbed his hand.
Zuo Ling's hand was warm and strong, and A-San couldn't break free for a moment; his fierce expression returned.
As if she hadn't noticed Ah San's change, Zuo Ling handed him the new clothes and said, "Want to try them on? They'll definitely look better on you than on Xiao Hao."
Xiao Hao's face darkened. He glared at Ah San, who was short, ugly, and fat with his nostrils pointing to the sky. How could he possibly be better looking than him?
Zuo Ling gave Xiao Hao a push, "Take him to take a bath. If he wants to leave, don't stop him, let him go."
As I turned to leave, my arm was grabbed.
Looking down at the hand gripping her arm, he saw that the owner of the hand was staring intently at him.
"Want me to give you a bath?"
Zuo Ling smiled and said:
"You're a man, or rather, a big boy. Men and women shouldn't touch each other, so I can't give you a bath."
He couldn't understand what the woman was saying, but Ah San just didn't want her to leave. Li Tian had been taken away by the woman, and he wouldn't feel at ease without her by his side.
"Okay, okay, okay, if you're not afraid, why should I be? Let's wash it then."
"no."
The two, one big and one small, spoke in unison.
Pei Nansheng had a stern face, and Xiao Hao pointed at Ah San and shouted:
“He’s so old, how can he let his older sister wash him?”
Pei Nansheng's lips twitched. That's not necessarily what the Indian guy meant. It's your sister who's going to wash for him.
Zuo Ling said helplessly, "You guys come and help."
She seemed to want to see little kids naked.
The three siblings gave Ah San an unprecedented bath.
Ah San held Zuo Ling's wrist tightly from beginning to end. Zuo Ling did not try to struggle and even used her other hand to wash Ah San's hair.
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