C146 He Owed a Debt of Gratitude

It was as if the wolf really had a mind of its own and saw that the strike didn't hurt the Thirteenth Elder. Its eyes flashed with a terrifying ferocity. It no longer needed Wu Feng's control. It lunged at the man once again, but this time, it also had an idea. It didn't slap the man directly. Instead, it picked up the broken arm on the ground. It was as if he wanted to use it as a weapon