Cai Yifan’s Panic and the Monstrous Wolf
For the first time in his life, the 1.9-meter-tall Cai Yifan felt true fear.
Maybe it was because of Director Zhang’s eerie story, or maybe it was the chilling presence behind him—
But when he felt something press on his shoulder…
He didn’t turn around.
Instead—
He dove onto the ground, rolled over, and scrambled toward the group!
Then, when he finally looked up—
His face went pale.
A wolf.
No—a monster.
Towering at 2.5 meters.
Thick black mane twisting unnaturally.
A mouth large enough to swallow a tire.
Thin, distorted limbs.
Its green eyes gleamed with hunger.
A chill ran down the spines of the entire crew.
Silence.
Terror.
Then—
“Wow~”
A single sigh shattered the tension.
Chen Huaian’s Unexpected Reaction
Chen Huaian sighed.
Not in fear.
But in disappointment.
This “monster wolf” was… underwhelming?
He had seen real power before—Taoist Qingxuan, Patriarch Qingyun—
Compared to them, this creature was nothing.
It looked monstrous, but it lacked true dominance.
Like a child born deformed, struggling to be something greater.
“Maybe it drank too much nuclear sewage?”
“But Tianmen Mountain isn’t even near the sea.”
As Chen Huaian’s nonchalant reaction shattered the atmosphere of fear, the mountaineering guide snapped back to his senses.
The Crew’s Desperate Escape
“Don’t panic!” The guide lowered his voice.
“Don’t turn your back on it. Don’t provoke it. Just retreat—slowly—to the van.”
50 meters away.
So close.
Yet every step felt like an eternity.
The wolf growled, but it didn’t attack.
The crew clung to the guide’s words, moving cautiously.
Then, a voice shattered the quiet.
“Brother Fan, haven’t you practiced martial arts since childhood?”
“Go fight it off!”
Cai Yifan Snaps
Cai Yifan’s face twisted.
His nerves were already at their limit, and now this idiot Song Zichen was poking his waist?!
“What the hell, you idiot?!”
His scream echoed through the night.
“I trained for a MONTH, not my whole life!”
“You think I can fight THIS? Are you insane or am I?!”
The Wolves Attack
The giant wolf’s ears twitched.
Cai Yifan’s outburst was the spark—
The wolf’s muscles tensed.
Then—
It lunged.
Fast. Too fast.
Before anyone could react—Song Zichen and Zhang Lulu were flung aside.
A second wolf burst from the bushes.
Now there were two.
And they had split the group.
One group—closer to safety.
One group—trapped.
And Chen Huaian, Su Xingchen, and the photographer—were among the trapped ones.
Does Chen Huaian Have a Plan?
Su Xingchen and the photographer were frozen in fear.
They couldn’t run.
They couldn’t fight.
Was this… the end?
Yet, one person stood firm.
Chen Huaian.
A Glimpse of His Power
“Ai Mu, Su Puerman.”
Chen Huaian muttered under his breath.
His heartbeat synchronized with something deep within him.
Cancer cells. Gene potential.
It whispered to him.
And he heard it.
His cold gaze locked onto the wolves—
And for the first time, they hesitated.
Because his eyes held no fear.
Only confidence.
“I’ve crushed stronger foes than you.”
Then—
He took a stance.
Feet planted.
Cane raised.
Finger curled—taunting the wolf.
Su Xingchen’s Hope
Su Xingchen’s mind raced.
“Wait—Brother Huaian isn’t normal.”
“He’s supposed to be sick. Supposed to be weak.”
“Yet he kept up with us. Climbed like it was nothing.”
“Is he actually… strong?”
A flicker of hope ignited in Su Xingchen’s chest.
Maybe, just maybe, Chen Huaian had a plan.
Chen Huaian Strikes First
The wolf lunged.
Su Xingchen closed his eyes.
Then—
CRACK!
A whip-like strike—
Chen Huaian’s cane shot out like a dragon.
It collided with the wolf’s head.
A loud snap echoed.
Did he break the wolf’s skull?!
Su Xingchen opened one eye.
Then—his heart dropped.
The wolf was fine.
Chen Huaian’s cane, however…
Was shattered in two.
One Last Hope?
The wolves growled.
The situation was worse than ever.
Yet—Chen Huaian still stood tall.
Like a lone warrior against an army.
Su Xingchen and the photographer clung to a single thought—
“Does he have anything else? A final trick?”
Then—
Chen Huaian slowly turned to them.
And with a calm, almost amused smile, he spoke:
“Don’t watch.”
Then—
“Enemy shame… GET OUT OF HERE!!!”
