Yang Ruxin knew that not only Dabai was communicating with her son, but Xiaobai’s Wolf Clan followers had also come to greet their leader.
Indeed, it wasn’t long before a white figure darted out of the distant woods with such speed that it almost appeared to be a blur. In no time at all, it reached her and immediately stood up on its hind legs, resting its front paws on Yang Ruxin’s shoulders and knocking her over into the snow before lickingly smacking her face with a big tongue.
"We’re both female, we’re not into Baihe..." Yang Ruxin helplessly patted Dabai’s head, "Get up quickly, my new cotton-padded jacket is all wet now..."
Dabai seemed to understand Yang Ruxin’s words, and having had enough affection, hurriedly let go of her, then turned to lick her son’s head.
Xiaobai whined and rubbed against Dabai’s body, as if acting like a spoiled child with its mother.
Yang Ruxin quickly scrambled up from the ground, only to realize that a pack of wolves had surrounded her when she hadn’t been paying attention. She instinctively took two steps back.
But Xiaobai let out a roar, and the wolves immediately retreated a distance, though a black and a white wolf remained still.
Yang Ruxin recognized them; it was they who had led the pack of wolves to her aid during a previous encounter with a family of wild boars in the mountains. There was still an unfinished boar in her space at that moment.
They were Xiaobai’s close guards.
For some reason, Yang Ruxin suddenly felt a pang of sadness. She realized that Xiaobai had grown up and that he inherently belonged to the wild—it was impossible for him to live in a human environment forever. Was this really the time...
Sure enough, Xiaobai came over to rub against Yang Ruxin’s leg and then whimpered a few times.
Yang Ruxin’s heart sank. She knelt down, "Are you really leaving?" No wonder he had said goodbye to each member of the family before leaving today. At that time, Sanni had even joked that Xiaobai was acting as if he were saying farewell. So, it was indeed a farewell.
Xiaobai licked Yang Ruxin’s hand, and it seemed like there were tears glistening in his eyes.
"Even though I’m reluctant to let you go, but..." Yang Ruxin stroked Xiaobai’s head, "but I know you are the king of the mountains, you belong to nature, so go ahead, and remember, there’s always a home for you by my side..."
Xiaobai whimpered a few times, incessantly licking Yang Ruxin’s hand with his tongue.
The rough tongue’s lick was not a pleasant feeling on the skin, but Yang Ruxin still couldn’t bear to pull her hand back. Her nose was starting to tingle, but eventually, she stood up and waved her hand, "Go on, and remember to come down and see us sometimes."
Xiaobai then barked twice at the black and white wolves before turning back to look at Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin nodded and then squatted down.
The black and white wolves came over and sniffed Yang Ruxin thoroughly, as Xiaobai had commanded them to remember Yang Ruxin’s scent, so they wouldn’t fail to recognize her in the future.
Once the two wolves had committed her scent to memory and moved away, Xiaobai took one last look at Yang Ruxin, then prepared to leave.
"Wait." Yang Ruxin suddenly remembered something. She took out a cord made of cotton thread from her space, then took out a small porcelain bottle, tied it with the cord, and put it around Xiaobai’s neck, "This contains medicine for wounds. If you get hurt, you can use this... Of course, it would be best if you never needed it..."
Xiaobai obediently waited for Yang Ruxin to finish tying it, then rubbed her hand. It then gave a roar at Xiaolun playing dead on her wrist, startling Xiaolun into trembling, then turned and followed Dabai into the depths of the forest, with the black and white wolves hurriedly following suit,