Chapter 338: How Fragrant Its Eating Is

The Wolf King finally licked the little wolf cub's head, lifted his head, stared deeply at Tuan Tuan, and let out an extremely faint low hum from his throat.

Tuan Tuan crouched, carefully extended both hands, and gently scooped the little wolf cub that was looking around into her arms.

"Don't worry, Wolf!" Tuan Tuan puffed out her small chest. "I'll definitely protect it! Raise it strong! Feed it the most delicious meat!"

"If anyone dares to bully it, I'll have Third Brother and second uncle beat them up!"

The Wolf King quietly watched her, then suddenly turned, walked to a nearby rough‑surfaced boulder, and began rubbing forcefully and carefully.

Swish swish swish…

A great amount of silvery‑gray long hair fell off with its movements, scattering onto the ground.

Tuan Tuan: "……"

Others: "……"

It's not over yet.

After rubbing, the Wolf King stepped back a few paces and let out a short low growl.

In the next moment, the surrounding giant wolves, standing or lying, one after another, walked orderly to the boulder and began rubbing earnestly and diligently!

They rubbed the left side, then the right, the front then the side…

Swish swish swish… swish swish swish…

The wolf hair piled up quickly, turning from a small tuft into a large clump, and later it resembled a tiny silver‑gray, fluffy, soft mountain of fur!

Everyone stared dumbfounded.

Xiao Ningxun, unable to laugh or cry, said, "They're remembering the hair thing from last time for Tuan Tuan better than anyone else!"

Tuan Tuan let out a "pfft" laugh, and carefully handed the little wolf cub in her arms to her brother.

Then she ran to the pile of wolf hair and, like last time, began earnestly gathering the fluffy fur handful by handful.

Qing Qing silently handed her a sack.

Tuan Tuan carefully packed all the wolf hair inside.

After collecting, she handed the sack back to Qing Qing and walked up to the Wolf King, who had been standing quietly beside her.

She spread her small arms, embraced the Wolf King's neck, and pressed her little face against it.

"Thank you, Wolf. I'll be very good to your baby."

"Don't worry! Once I rescue Uncle Ji, I'll bring it back to you!"

The Wolf King lowered his head, allowing the tiny human infant to hold him, and let out an extremely gentle whimper from his throat.

It nudged Tuan Tuan's hair lightly with its nose and turned away.

Xiao Ningxun placed the wolf cub back into her arm, and the little creature twisted its body, settling comfortably without moving.

Tuan Tuan turned back and shouted, "I'm leaving, Wolf!"

The Wolf King lifted his head and let out a long, desolate howl, as if answering her.

Back at the Azure Wolf Tribe, Ha Sen exclaimed in shock, "The Wolf King gave the cub to you?"

Tuan Tuan raised the little wolf. "Yes! Grandfather Ha Sen, look, isn't it beautiful?"

Ha Sen gazed at the tuft of white hair on the wolf's forehead and murmured, "That white hair is a mark of the Wolf King's bloodline."

"This cub is the next generation's Wolf King!"

He lifted his eyes, staring at Tuan Tuan's youthful face: "The Wolf King protects its cub above all else. Even the tribe's bravest warriors never dare approach the Wolf King's den."

"It actually entrusted the future king to you? That's unheard of!"

Tuan Tuan cherished the cub in her arms: "Be good, little Wolf King, I'll raise you bigger than your father!"

Everyone laughed.

The party bid farewell to the Azure Wolf Tribe members, boarded the carriage, and continued deeper into the steppe.

Tuan Tuan held the wolf cub tightly, watching its little curled‑up sleeping form, unable to let go: "Little Wolf, let me give you a name."

"Let's call it White‑Fur!" Xiao Ran said, looking at the little fluff ball in Tuan Tuan's arms. "See that white tuft on its forehead!"

Tuan Tuan thought for a moment, then shook her head.

Qing Qing also shook her head: "It's still a descendant of the Wolf King; that name sounds too weak, let's call it… "

Tuan Tuan's eyes widened: "Qing Qing! No! That's too harsh!"

Tuan Tuan's eyes widened: "Qing Qing! No! That sounds terrible!"

Xiao Ningxun couldn't help laughing: "Their suggestions are all bad; you should name it, Tuan Tuan."

Before Tuan Tuan could decide, the wolf cub woke, its eyes snapping open and its nose twitching, emitting a soft whimper from its throat.

"It's hungry!" Qing Qing took out the sack the Azure Wolf Tribe had given, pulled out some jerky, and handed it to Tuan Tuan.

Tuan Tuan brought the jerky to the cub's mouth; it sniffed, then immediately began devouring it with gusto.

Watching the cub gobble down the food, Tuan Tuan's eyes lit up: "Let's call it Fan Fan!"

Xiao Ran, who was drinking water, accidentally sprayed a mouthful, dousing Qing Qing sitting opposite.

He coughed "cack‑cack‑cack": "Sorry! Ahem! Fan Fan? Ahem‑ahem‑ahem!"

Xiao Ningxun also laughed, patting her sister's little head: "That's a good name."

Tuan Tuan proudly lifted her chin: "I think so too, Third Brother, look how deliciously it eats!"

She was over‑excited, rolled down the carriage window, stuck her head out, and shouted to the three outside: "Second uncle, seventh uncle, Ha Ri! My little wolf has a name, it's Fan Fan—"

The carriage jolted, and Lu Qi and Ha Ri Cha Gai nearly fell off.

Fan Fan? The Wolf King's cub is called Fan Fan?

Xiao Er cleared his throat: "Good! It sounds nice!"

The other two replied: "Uh… nice sounding!"

Tuan Tuan retreated into the carriage: "They said it sounds good too!"

【61】 Ha Ri Cha Gai whispered to Lu Qi: "If the Wolf King finds out, he'll be furious to death."

Lu Qi smiled, "My Lord Master likes it, what's not allowed!"

Fan Fan ate a bowl of plain rice, his belly swelling round.

Xiao Ran, feeling an itch, extended a finger and, cautiously, jabbed at its round belly that rose and fell with each breath.

Fan Fan was frightened, a shiver ran through him, and the jerky he was holding in his mouth dropped.

It raised a fluffy forepaw and, with a "slap", struck Xiao Ran's face.

"Ow!" Xiao Ran hadn't expected the little thing to react so fast, covering his nose and pulling back, "You little wolf cub!"

The carriage burst into loud laughter.

Qing Qing mockingly said without reservation, "Your hands are greedy! A wolf cub on the steppe never leaves its food unguarded!"

Fan Fan seemed to realize he had caused trouble, turned his head, nudged his head into Tuan Tuan's lap, leaving only a round, fluffy back toward Xiao Ran, which made everyone laugh again.

Xiao Ningxun asked, "Qing Qing, which tribe is ahead?"

Qing Qing replied, "Royal City."

Xiao Ran was puzzled, "Royal City? Aren't we going to the White River tribe?"

Qing Qing shook his head, "I said that on purpose, worried that scouts from the Royal City would spot us on the road."

Xiao Ningxun nodded, "Qing Qing did right; since we need to enter the Royal City, Ninth Prince, your command token must be used."

Qing Qing suddenly looked up, "Ninth Prince?"

Meanwhile, inside Great Prince Bateer's big tent.

A gem‑inlaid golden cup was slammed hard onto the ground, mare's milk wine splashing everywhere.

Bateer's face flushed bright red, the veins at his temples pulsing.

"Useless! All useless! Not a single useful thing! The Red Mountain tribe can't even capture the ruined Cang Wolf tribe, and they lose soldiers and generals! Get out!"

"Yes, yes!" The scout kneeling below scrambled and fled out of the tent.

"Your Highness, calm your anger."

Jiang Heng rose, picked up a golden cup, and refilled it with wine for him.

"Their next move will surely be a direct strike on the Royal City."

"Moreover, they will no longer hide their whereabouts."

"On the contrary, they will march in full fanfare, entering the Royal City openly and honorably."

Bateer furrowed his brows, "Why?"

"They concealed their identities before in order to reach the deep steppe safely."

Jiang Heng smiled at the corners of his mouth, "And once they reach the Royal City, only by revealing their identities can they properly petition the Great Khan on behalf of the Second Prince."

"If they keep concealing their identities, wouldn't they be unable to take a single step inside the Royal City, and could be cut down at any time under the pretext of 'Fiery Nation treachery'."

Bateer's complexion grew increasingly grim as he understood Jiang Heng's meaning.

Once the other side dons the mantle of a Fiery Nation envoy, many covert tactics can no longer be employed.

"Your Highness, what they seek is far more than merely rescuing a captive Jifeng."

"They probably also intend to help Jifeng regroup and contest you for the Khanate throne!"

"They dare!" Bateer growled low, murderous intent blazing in his eyes.

"They not only dare, but are already doing so."

Bateer forced his anger down, "Sir, what brilliant plan do you have?"