C54 The Angry Mo Shichen Was a Bit Scary

"Woof! Woof!"

"Woof, woof..."

When Moh Shichen walked to the first floor, he saw a group of wolfdogs lined up in a row, barking at a few men.

The woman sat in the corner of the bookshelf, holding a bottle of perfume in her hand. Her hair was messy, and her clothes were untidy.

But Moh Shichen recognized her at a glance.

The group of wolfdogs was like a line of defense