"My wolves are me."
Yu Sheng felt that when Little Red Riding Hood said this, there was a complex emotion hidden in her expression, but he couldn't figure it out.
He just felt that the atmosphere around her was somewhat gloomy and depressive — it seemed that "the wolves are me" was not a good thing.
If the timing and mood had been appropriate, he would've definitely pried into it, but even without asking now, Yu Sheng noted this bit of curiosity towards Little Red Riding Hood and her Wolf Pack, planning to familiarize himself with her later or to find another opportunity to inquire thoroughly.
And now, his gaze returned to the white exhibition hall at the end of the corridor.
Now, he too could faintly smell a hint of blood in the air.
"Security Guards" only respond to the presence of the invader themselves; they only have vision, without hearing or smell. These guards are really rigid, strictly following rules, leaving considerable loopholes...
