Wolf Mountain.

Taming room.

Tall city walls, towering majestically.

A creepy atmosphere hit the face, with a cold wind blowing, carrying a hint of sweet and pungent smell.

In the quiet space came the sound of a person panting, accompanied by the terrifying howls of wolves.

Kevin looked at this massive mountain range, like a arena, surrounded on all sides and on top by iron nets. Even if he had great skills, he would find it difficult to escape.

He looked back and saw more than ten wolf kings quickly chasing after him.

He remembered the scene of seizing power over a decade ago, when he led a group of guards to trap over a hundred members of the South family in the royal palace.

Those South family members were just like himself now, and back then, they were the wolves chasing after prey.

He knew Leonard's purpose for doing this, wanting to exact blood for blood while also letting himself taste the feeling of being better off dead. He clenched his fists tightly, listening to the howls of wolves getting closer and closer, pushing his heavily injured body desperately forward.

No, he couldn't die! He had enjoyed so many years of glory, how could he bear to become a defeated subordinate.

In the control room, Bradley watched the large screen, clearly seeing Kevin running frantically for his life. At the critical moment of life and death, everyone is weak. Even Kevin, who once wielded great power and had killed countless people, was nothing more than this.

At this moment, Kevin must be filled with fear, right? Bradley stared at the screen, not missing any of his expressions.

He was obviously unwilling to accept his fate and looked around for an opportunity to escape. Unfortunately, the protective net of Wolf Mountain was specially made, so unless he died, there was no way to leave. Soon, Bradley was not satisfied with just watching videos in the control room. He wanted to be on the scene to see how Kevin was bitten to death by the wolf king he had raised. The iron gate was opened, and Bradley stepped in. Shadow approached and said, "Young Master, all the wolves have been released, but Snowy is still asleep. Do you want to wake it up?" "Wake it up," Bradley replied coldly, arms crossed as he waited for the show. Ever since Snowy followed Freya down the mountain that day, the two decided to stay on Wolf Mountain and accompany the other wolf kings, so Bradley specially used a helicopter to transport Snowy here. Originally, they thought Snowy wouldn’t be a match for the other wolves, but it unexpectedly defeated all the wolves here and became the wolf king. Bradley witnessed its strength firsthand, even its speed was unmatched by ordinary wolf kings.

As long as it is released, Kevin can run, and he will also be torn to shreds by it.

Howl~

Loud wolf howls echoed in the vast space.

Kevin, who was trying to escape, looked back and saw a flash of white shadow running swiftly towards him.

His pupils widened in fear.

Appearing was a sturdy white wolf king, as fast as lightning.

Before Kevin could react, the white wolf leaped and quickly pounced on him, opening its large bloody mouth to bite his arm.

Ah!

The sound of screams continued.

The majestic white wolf shook its shiny white fur, emitting a 'howl' once again.

This sound is magnificent, majestic. Kevin's whole body was trembling, covered in cold sweat. Before the pain could even be relieved, Snowy forcefully pulled and bit off his entire arm. The intense pain struck, and Kevin fainted immediately. Shadow arrived by Bradley's side and said, "Young Master, he fainted again." "Wake him up with saline water!" "Yes!" He quickly went to do it. Not long after he left, a slender figure slowly approached, directly embraced him from behind. The familiar fragrance spread in the air, the gloom in the man's deep black eyes gradually dispersed, soon wrapped in a layer of tenderness. He turned around, his iron arm embracing her slim waist, and said in a deep voice, "Why didn't you inform me when you arrived?"

"I see you're busy, I don't want to disturb you."

Freya climbed onto his neck, placing all her weight on him.

Not seeing each other for several days, this sudden intimacy made her heart race wildly.

Bradley was the same, his chin resting on her soft hair, enjoying the scent of her hair, then gently lifting her chin, "Still hurting?"

That night, he was so crazy, he knew it in his heart.

How she cried and begged him for mercy, he still remembered deeply.

He left her alone before dawn because there were some messes in the southern country to clean up, otherwise he wouldn't let her bear the pain alone.

Freya didn't understand his intentions at first, but when she realized, her face was burning hot, she raised her fist and hit him.

"You're annoying."

The man grabbed her hand and kissed it, "Yes, I'm annoying, do you still want me?"

Freya hid in his arms, pulling at his shirt fabric, shyly nodding, "Yes."

He didn't dislike it. On the contrary, he was very affectionate and kind to her.

Such a good husband, there is no second person in the world.

Bradley was about to speak, when suddenly he heard a scream.

His handsome face instantly changed, his gaze shifting to the monitor screen.

He saw ying holding a jar of salt water, directly splashing it onto Kevin.

The salt water soaking into the wound was undoubtedly the most painful torture. Even through the screen, Bradley could see Kevin's expression of unbearable pain.

Freya also glanced at the screen. The once powerful king now looked like a miserable dog.

But he didn't deserve any sympathy, because he brought this upon himself!

If he hadn't killed so many people for fame and fortune back then, how could he have ended up in such a situation today?

She watched as Snowy on the screen quickly pounced on Kevin and began to gnaw at him. Snowy had indeed grown stronger, both in size and speed, even faster than in the capital. It seemed that Bradley had put a lot of effort into training it. Kevin was covered in blood from the bites, but even on the brink of death, he continued to struggle. It's true that when faced with life and death, everyone is a coward. Freya withdrew her gaze and calmly asked, "Are we just going to let him die like this?" "No, that would be too easy for him," Bradley's cold eyes were filled with icy determination. If he didn't slowly torture Kevin inch by inch, how could he justify the deaths of over a hundred souls from the Nan family? Death is simple. But making him suffer while alive is more painful than death itself, which is his ultimate goal.

"Let's go, I want to go see Snowy."

"Mm."

The two held hands and left the control room, arriving at the training room where they could see Snowy's majestic figure.

Snowy seemed to enjoy the feeling of chasing prey, not directly biting Kevin, but letting him escape, only to catch up and tackle him once he got out.

Kevin looked at the dark sky and cried in despair.