�Because I have to kill you.�

Puff puff puff puff!

As the air compressed, the heads of all the bandits standing around the fallen wagon exploded.

Gaold, who lightly bent his head to avoid the dagger, moved slowly.

Then, he looked down at Kang Nan, who was staring up at him in a state of fascination, and said,

�Little boy, have you ever seen God?�

Kang Nan shook his head slowly even as fear of a temperament he had never felt before surrounded his body.

�Where are you?�Where are you?�I have to kill you.�

The sight of Gaold looking around the forest for something was the height of bizarreness to Kang Nan.

�Crazy.�This man is crazy.�

After looking around for a long time, Gaold looked down at the river again and untied the rope tied to his hand.

�I have to run away.�

That was the first thought that came to Gangnan�s mind.

However, before he could put it into action, Gaold�s hand suddenly reached out.

�Can it happen?�Judging by her appearance, she looks like a southerner.�Where is your tribe?�

Kang Nan forgot all his fears and glared fiercely at Gaold.

So far, among the people who have extended their hands in favor, not one has benefited them.

�I am a wolf.�

Gaold�s eyes were half-closed as he stared at Gangnan�s burning face.

�It was a wolf tribe.�I heard you�re devastated�It must have been hard.�

�Do you know Nambang language?�

It was surprising that the madman, so disfigured that the beggar would cry, understood what he was saying.

�What is your name?�

After thinking about who this man was, Kang Nan slowly opened his mouth.

�Strong.�Aho, gangnan.�

�Gangnan?�

Gaold searched for the meaning of the memory, which had become more blurred lately.

�The spirit of the wolf.�

Then, gently raising the corner of his mouth, he said.

�What a wonderful name, Gangnan.� JrNovels.com