I quickly figured out that Hu Yijian and his group were plotting against us! No wonder they remained silent for so many days; it turned out they were planning this bloody trap. They intended to gradually guide the hungry wolf pack towards our cave. It was diabolical. This tactic might not work during the abundant food seasons of spring or summer, but in this cold winter, both the wolf pack and we were facing starvation.

I could almost be certain that tonight, those hungry wolves would come! Perhaps, they were already nearby! I thought of the moment when the wolf howls suddenly stopped earlier; maybe it was some kind of signal. Initially, I thought Hu Yijian might attack us at night, but unexpectedly, they were even more cunning, luring a wolf pack to deal with us!

"Seems like there are some formidable individuals among Hu Yijian's group." I thought to myself, a cold sweat breaking out. I quickly returned to the cave entrance, tightly gripping the gun in my hands.

I didn't wake up the other girls. I knew that running around in the dark might lead to more dangers now. Moreover, I felt the wolf pack was already close, and wandering outside would only attract more trouble. The key was that wolves are sensitive to the fear of others. Once the girls knew the wolf pack was coming, they would surely be terrified. If the hungry wolves sensed that fear, they would go crazy and attack us, putting our lives in danger.

I didn't even enter the cave; I stood at the entrance, holding the gun. I was worried that standing inside, the wolf pack might hit the door, and once the girls woke up, the situation would become even more chaotic.

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A howling sound echoed in the darkness, like the wind but not quite. With this sound, seven or eight pairs of ghostly eyes floated in the dimly lit darkness.

The wolf pack had indeed arrived. Although I had killed some cat-wolves on this island, it was always by using traps. With the sparse population on the island, the cat-wolves probably hadn't been hunted much, which allowed me to easily catch them. Now, facing a fierce wolf pack head-on, and a group of them at that, I didn't have much confidence.

When I was young, the elders who often went into the mountains would say that when facing wolves, one must never retreat. Once you retreat, once you show fear, it's like admitting you're prey, and that's a dead end. At this time, what you need to do is stare directly into their eyes, make minimal body movements, let them know you're not afraid, but you're not interested in them either.

Summoning courage, I took a deep breath and confronted them. The wolf pack began assessing the threat I posed, circling around me. Those eerie green eyes seemed filled with infernal power. I dared not even breathe, thinking quickly about how to scare them away.

Firing the gun was the last resort. If the gunshot couldn't scare them off, and the girls woke up, once the wolves sensed their fear, we would be finished. After considering, I planned to use a flashlight to scare them.

However, what I didn't expect was that as soon as my hand touched the flashlight, before I could even turn it on, those few wolves suddenly left. I sat still for a while before realizing they had actually left.

"That scared me!" I sighed in relief, sitting down on the ground. After the initial relief, a surge of anger filled my heart. I didn't know why the wolf pack left, initially thinking it was just my good luck. Later, I realized it wasn't a coincidence, and at this moment, after the initial relief, a wave of overwhelming anger washed over me.