In the middle of the night, Lu Fan was having a sweet dream.

Suddenly, Da Jiao's urgent and terrified scream, like a sharp alarm, yanked him violently out of his sleep.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and in the darkness, the outline of the large horn swayed frantically in the shed.

"Big Horn, what's going on!" Lu Fan sat up with a start, grabbed the knife beside his pillow, his heart pounding wildly, the sound so loud it seemed to burst out of his chest.

Big Horn stamped his feet anxiously, his limbs twitched restlessly, and a series of short, urgent sounds came from his throat.

There's a wolf outside the shelter.

Lu Fan crouched low and cautiously approached the door, taking each step extremely lightly, afraid of making the slightest sound.

The moonlight, like a thin veil, filtered through the gaps and spilled onto the ground, forming eerie patches of light.

He held his breath and peered through the crack in the door, where he saw a huge wolf standing quietly not far away.

The moonlight outlined its gaunt silhouette, its eerie green eyes gleaming with a mysterious and dangerous light in the darkness, like two will-o'-the-wisps staring intently at the shelter.

"Good heavens, there really are wolves!" Lu Fan gasped.

His hand unconsciously tightened around the broadsword, and the muscles in his arm instantly tensed up, like a powerful spring.

Big Horn huddled in the shed, its body trembling like a leaf, occasionally peeking out before quickly retreating back in; its antlers quivered slightly in the moonlight.

The wolf seemed to sense Lu Fan's gaze and let out a low growl, the sound squeezed out from deep in its throat.

The roar, carrying endless vicissitudes and ferocity, traveled far and wide in the silent night.

Lu Fan had reinforced the fence, so the wolf wouldn't be able to get in for a while.

By the dim moonlight, he carefully examined the wolf.

There was a long wound on its hind leg, the flesh rolled back, and the dried blood looked dark red in the moonlight, like an ugly centipede crawling on its leg.

"Strange, how come this wolf is all alone and so badly injured?" Lu Fan frowned deeply.

"Judging from its age, this wolf is quite old and strong..."

Lu Fan's mind flashed through the wolf footprints and messy traces he had previously discovered, like a movie playing in his head.

"If it's a fight between wolf packs..."

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead, realizing something: "Could it be that the new wolf king was challenging the old wolf king, which caused the fight?"

"In other words, it could be the old wolf king that was driven out of the pack."

In the wolf world of the wilderness, the hierarchy is as strict as a feudal dynasty.

When the old wolf kings are replaced by new ones, the old wolf kings are often defeated by the young and strong opponents.

Then he was ruthlessly expelled from the group and lived a lonely and difficult life as a wanderer.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing here?" Lu Fan mustered his courage and shouted at the old wolf.

The sound carried on in the quiet night, carrying a hint of eeriness; after all, who talks to wolves in the middle of the night?

Live broadcast room.

"Holy crap, what's going on in the middle of the night?"

"This is... a wolf?"

"Wolf! Wolf!"

"Luckily, I have a habit of staying up late, otherwise I would have missed this step."

At this moment, Yu Rui couldn't help but lean closer to the screen: "Lu Fan, you must be careful!"

That's right, Yu Rui, one of the hosts, is still awake.

As if understanding Lu Fan's words, the old wolf raised its head and roared at Lu Fan again.

The roar had lost its previous strength, becoming as weak as a gust of wind that might be extinguished at any moment.

Lu Fan's heart skipped a beat. What if this wolf had lost its ability to hunt due to injury, and happened to smell the food in the sanctuary?

"So you're here looking for food?"

"Big Horn, don't be afraid. This old guy probably doesn't have much strength left to struggle right now," Lu Fan patted Big Horn's head and comforted him gently.

Then, he took a deep breath, took the trident, and slowly walked out of the shelter, approaching the old wolf step by step.

With each step he took, his heart pounded higher, his eyes fixed on the old wolf's every move, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.

When the wolf saw Lu Fan approaching, it instinctively shrank back, making a whimpering sound, as if warning or showing weakness.

However, it was too weak to launch any attack on Lu Fan.

It could only lie weakly on the ground, letting out roars that had no power whatsoever.

Lu Fan stopped a few steps away from the old wolf, squatted down, and carefully examined its wounds.

The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and the surrounding skin was severely swollen and red, emitting a pungent, putrid odor.

"It looks pretty serious. If it's not treated, this leg will probably be ruined," Lu Fan muttered to himself, frowning.

But the old wolf seemed to misunderstand him, and suddenly bared its teeth, revealing sharp fangs, as if it were about to pounce.

"Hey, calm down, calm down! I mean no harm." Lu Fan quickly stood up, took a few steps back, and held the trident in his hand, ready to kill his opponent at any moment.

Big Horn paced anxiously in the shelter, occasionally letting out worried cries.

After sensing the animalistic warmth emanating from Lu Fan, the old wolf gradually calmed down, lying on the ground licking its wounds.

Lu Fan's mind raced as he tried to come up with a solution.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. He ran back to the shelter, took out a piece of leftover grouse, and carefully threw it in front of the old wolf.

"Eat up, you're so thin you're practically skin and bones," Lu Fan said softly.

The old wolf stared at the grouse meat on the ground, hesitating for a long time.

In its eyes, hunger and vigilance were intertwined.

Finally, hunger prevailed. It slowly lowered its head, picked up the chicken, and began to wolf it down.

In no time, the grouse meat was completely devoured by it.

After finishing the chicken, the old wolf's eyes softened, no longer filled with hostility as before.

Lu Fan took the opportunity to approach again, squatted down, and prepared to treat its wounds.

But the old wolf suddenly retreated, dodging Lu Fan's hand.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I mean no harm." Lu Fan smiled helplessly.

He knew that taming a wolf was no easy task.

After a long stalemate, Lu Fan suddenly came up with a solution.

He went back to the shelter, took out a rope, and wrapped it around his hand a few times.

Then he slowly approached the old wolf, whispering, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Under Lu Fan's influence of animal affinity, the old wolf lowered its guard.

Taking advantage of the moment when the old wolf was distracted, Lu Fan suddenly made a move and put the rope around the old wolf's neck.

The wolf panicked and struggled desperately, twisting its body from side to side in an attempt to break free of the rope.

Lu Fan gripped the rope tightly, his feet firmly planted on the ground, like a deeply rooted tree.

"I said, if you want to live, don't move around."

The wolf was terrified and struggled incessantly, but the more it struggled, the more energy it consumed.