Everyone was being secretive, and it was extremely suspicious. Ma Yongcheng didn't want to entangle himself with such a troublesome female beastman like Zhao Chunmei, but no one else was willing to answer him.
"Tell me." Ma Yingcheng's expression was quite fierce.
"If you save my husband, I will tell you." Zhao Chunmei finally revealed her purpose and calculation. Her eyes flashed with disgust as she thought of something.
Ma Yongcheng's eyes fell on the bleeding brown wolf beastman tied to a huge tree. His expression was ferocious, like a rabid dog, occasionally howling and roaring.
He was on the verge of completely turning into his beast form. The blood vessel on his eyes grew more dense as if blood would drip soon, making his eyes terrifyingly red. Saliva dripped down from his mouth.
Saving this fallen beastman? He will be no different than a lunatic!
