Chapter 162 The Wolf Pack is Really Gone
Hmph, no matter how smart these wolves are, they couldn't possibly have read human storybooks, could they?
Hehe, she must have completely fooled him.
The people outside the venue listened to the little dumpling's nonsense and silently chose to pretend they hadn't heard anything.
Xie Yunchuan felt it was time to advise his grandmother to stop putting those storybooks where Xiaobai could see them.
"What did you say?!"
The wolf king, as if its tail had been stepped on, bared its teeth and approached her, its green eyes gleaming with an eerie green light, sinister and terrifying. "Did this tiger cub tell you that? Trying to trick me, using what you humans call a delaying tactic?"
Sheng Sheng silently replied, "Indeed, as expected of your wolf clan, so cautious and intelligent."
On the surface, the little dumpling still maintained the composure of a "princess sent down by the Heavenly Court to protect living beings," shaking her head with a hint of regret, as if she were quite helpless: "Alas, being too clever for one's own good."
That's all; I won't say another word.
When dealing with a clever and cautious opponent, saying too much can be a weakness.
Keep it brief and to the point. Say just a few words, give him enough space to think, and let him guess the rest. That's the perfect approach.
Ultimately, the method Sheng Sheng adopted was nothing more than a psychological game with the wolf pack.
Whoever has the better mental fortitude will win.
Sure enough, the wolf king said he didn't believe her, but when Sheng Sheng shut her mouth, he became unhappy.
Little Stone ran around Sheng Sheng happily twice, then calmly added fuel to the fire: "Master, Master, thank goodness you helped us, otherwise Daddy would have really fallen for the trap."
The wolf king was indeed unable to resist. He looked intently at the wolf pack behind him. Soon, several wolves came forward, trembling, and said, "Boss, we saw the male tiger fall into the cave with our own eyes. Moreover, the area around it was covered with thorny vines. If he hadn't been cut by the vines, we wouldn't have been able to get his blood to lure these two."
The wolf king roared, "Damn it! They've turned this on us! Did you all see that male tiger die? Was falling into the cave part of our original plan?!"
The wolf pack was in an uproar, too intimidated by the wolf king's howl to raise their heads.
Sheng Sheng secretly made a peace sign with her hands behind her back.
The wolf king was furious and wanted nothing more than to kill the tigress right now to vent his anger, but when he thought of his cubs whose fate was unknown, he had to lower himself and ask repeatedly, "Where are my children? How are they?"
Sheng Sheng immediately adopted a sophisticated air, drawing out his voice in a profound and unfathomable tone: "In a place unseen by anyone, there exists a scale of justice. Since ancient times, what a person can obtain has been predetermined. To gain something, one must inevitably lose something else. The fate of the wolf cubs naturally depends on what you do."
The wolf king took two steps back, the green light in its pupils standing out eerily against its black and gray fur.
"Boss, what did she mean?"
The wolf king cursed him, "Don't you understand? My wife and children are being controlled by that male tiger. If we kill his wife now, my wife and children will also be killed by that male tiger!"
After killing the tigress and her cubs, and then surrounding and attacking the male tiger, the territory that the wolf pack had long coveted would be theirs.
But the price—was his wife and children!
The wolf king glanced at the two white tigers with resentment, gritted his teeth, and commanded, "Retreat! Go back now!"
One wolf howled loudly, and then the pack began to retreat, running towards the other side of the woods.
The wolf king walked at the back, his gaze sweeping over the white tiger before landing on the delicate, ethereal little dumpling, as serene and graceful as a celestial child.
Is that person truly a fairy?
Without a second thought, the wolf king, preoccupied with his wife and children, turned and ran to catch up with the pack.
In no time, the tense atmosphere dissipated, leaving only the exhausted White Tiger and a few others.
Thirteen was both surprised and delighted: "Second Prince, Crown Prince, the wolf pack really left! The princess's stories actually worked! Are animals different from humans? Do animals believe these things?"
Xie Yunyang looked confused: "This... why don't you ask Shengsheng later?"
Thirteen agreed wholeheartedly: "Yes! I'll ask Your Highness for advice later, so that if my brothers encounter this situation while on missions, I can just make up some nonsense to scare them away!"
Xie Yunchuan: "..."
Xie Yunzhang: "..."
Once the wolves had vanished and Little Stone was certain their presence was gone, he ran quickly towards his mother. The white tiger embraced him, patted him to the ground with its paw, and checked him over several times to make sure he was alright.
"Mother, I'm alright. It was Master who saved me!"
"Owner?"
After the crisis was temporarily averted, the white tiger finally had the mind to pay attention to the master mentioned in his words.
The white tiger turned its head and looked at the master in the stone's mouth—the little dumpling who had helped her drive away the wolves.
The little dumpling had already squatted down next to the white tiger as if they were old friends, spreading its arms to show its size: "Wow, it's so big! No wonder it's the king of beasts, it's so amazing!"
Stone is only a month old but almost as big as Little White, so before meeting Stone's mother, Sheng Sheng was already prepared to see a super big white cat.
Seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that my ideas weren't bold enough.
It is about three sheng tall and about one sheng wide at the shoulders. Its white fur is decorated with black patterns, and a majestic "king" character is on its head. Anyone who sees it will be intimidated by the white tiger's domineering aura.
But Sheng Sheng wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she curiously and affectionately touched the white tiger's head, rubbing it with a bit of force: "Hmm, why does it feel different from Shi Tou's fur? Shi Tou's fur is very soft. Is it because Shi Tou is still small? Wow, it feels different from a lamb's fur too. The wool is a bit fluffy, but the tiger's fur is very rough!"
White Tiger: "...Who is Stone?"
"It's just a rock."
He pointed at the stone with a cheerful laugh.
Stone said shyly, "Hehe, it's me, Mom."
"..."
The white tiger opened its mouth, revealing half of its fangs, seemingly somewhat displeased with the name: "You're a tiger, and you're called Stone?"
Sheng Sheng asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Doesn't it sound nice? It's because the stone bumped into another stone that it fell into Sheng Sheng's arms, so Sheng Sheng named him Stone. Isn't that a good name for him?"
Stone: "Yes, yes, it suits a stone so well! The owner has such a good name!"
"Right, right? Hehehe."
The two little ones chuckled to themselves, enjoying the delight of their wonderful name.
White Tiger: ...Is this really okay?
The white tiger silently sheathed its sharp fangs, telling itself: one is the savior who saved it and its son, and the other is its own son. Endure!
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