If it were a normal day, Mrs. Qi would definitely loosen her arms a bit and be quite worried about her granddaughter's situation.
But now Mrs. Qi couldn't care about that, holding Qi Manman in one arm and gripping her shoulder with the other, she asked in a low voice, "Manbao, can you tell grandma, can you make those wolves leave?"
At this time, her granddaughter was Mrs. Qi's last hope.
She genuinely didn't believe her family, or even the entire village, could withstand so many wild wolves.
Looking at those glowing green eyes, pair after pair, there were at least a hundred.
Qi Manman's brow furrowed tightly, showing that she was genuinely uncomfortable being held so tightly.
But she still seriously answered her grandmother's question, "Grandma, Manbao can't make them leave."
"No, can't?"
Mrs. Qi's voice unconsciously rose a few octaves.
However, with all the chaos around, no one noticed her despair.
