An Ning stood up and headed towards the direction from which the wolf's howl was coming.
From the time she was still in the dungeon, she had been trying to use her mind to contact Silver Wolf. However, communication between a person and a wolf is not very convenient, especially since they were not together at the moment, which made it even more difficult.
Nevertheless, An Ning knew that the wolf pack howling ahead was led by Silver Wolf.
Because she could now sense Silver Wolf to some extent, and she could feel it.
Sure enough, An Ning had not taken many steps when she saw a dozen wolves running towards her.
An Ning was not afraid; they did not attack her, and the leading Silver Wolf walked up to her elegantly, rubbing its large wolf head against her blood-splattered arm.
An Ning plopped down on the ground, her initial fear finally dissipating somewhat.
