Chapter 304 Going Up 12

"Oh, Grandma Wolf." Feng Bujue's expression seemed to say, I thought so.

"What Grandma? I'm male," the werewolf corrected.

"Okay… Big bad wolf." Feng Bujue said.

The werewolf scoffed. "Such prejudice. How is it possible that someone is named 'big bad wolf'? Would your mother name you 'dumb straight human'?"

"Okay… Mr. Wolf." Feng Bujue corrected again.

"Stop wasting my time! I am not a wolf! I am a werewolf," the werewolf corrected again.

"Don't werewolves transform only at the night of the full moon and a.s.sume a human form normally?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I was born a werewolf. You have a problem with that?" the werewolf retorted.

"Oh… So, you are a super werewolf who was born with fighting points of more than ten thousand?" Feng Bujue said with some snickering.

"You're talking about Broly, aren't you?" Autumn Zither saw through the mockery.

"You woke up me and started with all this nonsense… you people sure are audacious." A murderous glow crossed his eyes. "Aren't you afraid of being eaten?"

"On the land outside the castle, there's a body that is still warm. If you are in the mood for human flesh, I would suggest that," Feng Bujue instantly said.

"He sold out Don Quixote just like that…" Weighty Words' lips twitched.

"If you prefer a fresher skill, then I would recommend a little boy living down there. His name is Jack. He even has a cow at his home, and I hear quite a ravis.h.i.+ng single mother. You can do whatever you want with them," Feng Bujue added.

Ambitionist was startled. "Brother Feng… How come I feel like the wolf has a kinder heart than you?"

"If you are wis.h.i.+ng for something more exotic," Feng Bujue continued his sale, "in the bas.e.m.e.nt under the windmill, there is a dead lion."

Even the werewolf was baffled. With just a probing interest, he made a ghastly expression and said, "I want to eat a little girl!"

"I was just getting to next," Feng Bujue said calmly. "Next to the lion is a little girl. Even though she has been dead for a while, the decay hasn't set in. If you have such a fetish…"

"Hey!" Autumn Zither yelped for Brother Jue to stop. "Brother Feng, please watch yourself!"

"Sigh…" The werewolf took a deep sigh and showed a face of self-recrimination. "So, I am indeed a werewolf without an imposing presence…"

"No… I don't think that is your problem."

Ambitionist attempted to console him, but the werewolf did not seem to hear him and continued to say, "From the beginning, I should have stayed in my forest and survived on hares, deer, bugs, and fruit. Why did I get the idea to come after humans? Now, I've ended up in this state, kept as a pet and having to wear this horrid pink dress…"

"Er… Mr. Werewolf, who is keeping you as pet?" Weighty Words asked. "A giant?"

"What giant? Where is the giant?" Werewolf asked back.

"Then, who do you mean…" Weighty Words said.

"Naturally, the little red riding hood," Werewolf replied.

"Hmm…" The four players fell into silence at once.

"That little girl… is a living demon." When the werewolf told the story, there was deep pain and fear in his eyes, and his large body was s.h.i.+vering. "Behind that slight frame and innocent face hides a powerful and agile physique, a supernatural fighting instinct, and a cruel, b.l.o.o.d.y nature… Every skill she has mastered to its height, and there is no weakness one can expose. Other than the 'boss', no one will be her match."

"Boss?" Ambitionist caught onto this immediately. "You mean… the boss of the Detective Club?"

"Of course I mean him. Is there a second boss here?"

"Mr. Werewolf, my heart goes out to you," Feng Bujue said. "The few of us are on our way to see the boss of the club. If you tell us how to get there, perhaps we can bring this up with the boss and have him get the Little Red Riding Hood to release you."

"Boss is on the seventh floor…" The werewolf used his claw to point at the other door in the room. "If you want to go up, you go through that door, walk to the end of the corridor, and then turn left. That's when you'll reach the tower of this castle. There's a skylight in the tower, and there's a ladder that goes up the fifth floor, but as for what's on the fifth floor, I have no clue."

"Er… You look quite unrestrained yourself. Why didn't you escape?" Autumn Zither asked.

"I did try that ladder before, but the door leading to the fifth floor is too small for me to squeeze through," the werewolf answered. "Plus, my house is on the land underneath the castle, but this castle is built on the clouds. You don't expect me to jump, do you?"

"We used a giant beanstalk grown from a magic bean to get up here," Autumn Zither said. "You should be able to use the same beanstalk to crawl down."

"Really?" The werewolf's eyes glowed. "Where is it? Show me."

He grabbed Autumn Zither's arm and dragged him like a rag doll to the window. The werewolf moved very fast and had great strength. Before Autumn Zither could react, he was already at the other end of the room. To his shock… the werewolf did not mean him any hostility, but in that short moment, his Life Points had dropped by ten percent.

Seeing this, Feng Bujue whispered to Weighty Words and Ambitionist, "If this man was a hostile creature, then he would be at the level of a mini boss…"

"Indeed… Just thinking about the way you tried to anger him earlier, I can't help but s.h.i.+ver," Ambitionist replied.

"Look… it's over there. It's quite obvious." Autumn Zither was panicking. If the werewolf suddenly attacked him, at this close distance, he would be dead, so he used the politest tone to show the werewolf the beanstalk.

"Hahaha… Perfect!" But the werewolf's laugh only lasted a few seconds before his expression changed. "No time to lose! I have to be quick! If Red Riding Hood returns, she will definitely chop down the beanstalk.

"Thank you, you guys. Take care of yourselves!"

Then he jumped out the window and slid down the slope outside the castle. With some tossing and turning, he landed safely. The four gathered at the window to look. They saw the werewolf jump onto the cloud, land on all fours, and rush to the beanstalk. He did not even take time to remove the bathrobe and hairnet that he was wearing.

"The grandma wolf that's afraid of the Little Red Riding Hood…" Ambitionist murmured as they watched the werewolf flee to freedom.

"By the way, didn't he mention that Little Red Riding Hood would 'return'?" Weighty Words reminded.

"I am curious. How did Little Red Riding Hood leave this cloud layer that this castle is built on?" Feng Bujue said. "Could it be the sky dancing skill?"

"Can you please stop bringing up Dragon Ball?" Autumn Zither groaned.

"Sure." Feng Bujue promised expressionlessly and added, "Or does she possess a Pokémon that knows the move 'fly'?"

Autumn Zither pressed his palm against his forehead. "Fine, we should stick to Dragon Ball…"