True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 197

Yesterday’s late night grind had the whole crew working until the wee hours, so today’s show didn’t hit the

yee until two hours behind schedule.

Winnie, a creature of habit, was up with the roosters, despite the delay.

As the crew and the day’s guests scrambled to prep for the broadcast, the local chief, along with a group of villagers made their way over.

Aware that the crew planned to trek Into the woods, the chief decided to bring along a few sturdy young villagers for backup.

After all, it was a matter of local concern. Plus, they were itching to find out why the wolves in the woods had it out for the village.

It wasn’t like their ancestors hadn’t coexisted with those creatures, planting apple orchards and berry bushes without issue.

Realizing everyone was keyed up about the wolf situation, Winnie didn’t dawdle after breakfast. She led the crew and villagers into the forest.

Joseph, still rattled from last night’s scare, and another cameraman were no–shows.

Gentry, though shaken too, insisted on joining the mountain foray.

The procession marched into the mountain, with Winnie and her crew in the lead. Sean walked beside her, holding a rope with six wolves tethered to it.

Somehow, he’d managed to keep them docile, and they trooped along, leading the way without a hint of rebellion.

Viewers had camped out in the live stream chat, eager for a glimpse of the so–called werewolves.

The chat exploded with excitement.

“Finally, the legendary werewolves? Can’t wait..”

“Be careful up there, guys. Don’t get hurt.”

“Hope no danger comes their way.”

“Hopefully, these wolves are as chill as the ones up front.”

not

diplomacy, figuring out why the wolves are ticked off.

start a brawl.”

our man Gentry’s

up to bat today.”

hail the Fox

suggested lightening the mood by interacting with the live

to see a

would’ve eaten up the attention,

with the otherworldly wolves,

were just a script, fine.

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mean

couldn’t bluntly dismiss his fans enthusiasm He feigned helplessness, scratch

last night is all thanks to my guardian spirit gra rom the wolves until Sean here chased them off. The Spint’s resting now, and i

wolves never did

though disappointed, understood Gentry’s reasoning and

Gentry. Instead, they trusted the spunky young lady and the lad beside her, who’d managed to nab six wolves on

clearly had some tricks up their sleeves.

south, like if the wolves got aggressive, the villagers and crew should hightail it out of there first.

talked and trekked, the group reached a thicket halfway up

six wolves suddenly halted. The

them were quiet, save for the occasional bird song and the rustle

breath, the

another. Before they knew it, over a dozen wolves

surrounded by a pack of wolves was unnerving,

through, serene as a mountain stream, “Everyone stay calm, and don’t show any aggression. We’re here to talk, not fight.”

words eased the group’s nerves. Some even attempted to

intentions.

each face, was caught

I’m scared. Too many animals together is