Chapter 23: Are You Kidding?

Bang! A bullet sliced through the air, speeding toward the charging alpha wolf.

But the alpha sensed the danger, its body abruptly halting, stopping dead in its tracks.

Bang!

The bullet struck the ground before the alpha, just as the giant wolves behind it crashed into its back.

The frenzied pack was thrown into chaos.

Fang Qingyun’s brow furrowed tightly.

It had dodged! He felt no discouragement, promptly firing another bullet.

The bullet traced an arc, flying straight toward the alpha wolf.

Bang!

The alpha, toppled to the ground, suddenly raised its head and glared at Fang Qingyun.

Cold eyes seemed to lock onto him, murderous intent slicing through the distance like a blade.

Across hundreds of meters, Fang Qingyun felt a chill run through him.

The bullet missed again.

The alpha merely tilted its head, evading it.

“Damn it!” Fang Qingyun’s face finally changed.

This presence, this sense of danger—was this really a half-demon, half-fiend?

If someone claimed it was a pure demon, Fang Qingyun would absolutely believe it.

The huge beast he’d once slain at the cost of injury was nothing compared to this giant wolf.

He fired again.

Take it down!

He had to kill it!

This giant wolf was too dangerous.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets flew one after another.

Fang Qingyun, seizing the moment, fired the last three rounds.

But the alpha wolf knocked another giant wolf aside, using it as a shield.

All three bullets struck the unfortunate wolf—not fatal, but enough to make it howl in pain.

Fang Qingyun sighed, unable to kill the alpha after all.

Since that was the case, he would have to buy time.

He’d wait for the second shifting tide.

Under immense pressure, the demons would be immobilized; then he’d strike.

None would escape.

After waiting a while and seeing Fang Qingyun had ceased firing, the alpha wolf led its pack, approaching cautiously.

When they gazed at the flayed, half-suspended giant wolves, they couldn’t help but howl wildly at the sky.

Perched in the tree, Fang Qingyun looked down, remarking, “Now that’s true wolfish wailing. That brat Zhao Junhong, whenever he failed at wooing women, what was that noise he made? Like a she-wolf at a matchmaking event!”

As he finished, the giant wolves fixed their cold, spectral gaze on him.

Demons had keen senses; they’d already detected the human hiding in the tree.

With dozens of emerald eyes trained on him, Fang Qingyun showed no fear.

He curled his lip, saying, “What are you staring at? Every year, countless humans di