Ending his flashback, Julian curled himself up.
Rowan furrowed his brows. Besides knowing that bat had used tricks to survive under the small bird's hands, the other things were just that this bird hated him to the bone.
At this moment, seeing the usually lively, bouncing small bird tainted with a deadly aura, he couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy. After all, Beastmen and Alphas were of the same kind; Julian's feelings at that time he could also understand.
He withdrew the hand that had just finished applying medicine for Owen, carefully wrapping a clean cloth bandage: "Want to cooperate with us to kill that bat?"
Julian suddenly snapped back to his senses, his eyes flashing with a ray of hope: "You guys have a way?"
As if grasping a life-saving straw, he smiled distortedly, a smile filled with twistedness.
"You can trust me, we will use his greed. Want to bet?"
