Jingyang's heart was filled with despair. He quietly let go of the tall grass he had parted, and lay helpless on the ground, hoping that the beast on the slope hadn't actually seen him...,Jing Yang held his breath and followed the tail forward, his heart sinking little by little. He saw a wild wolf weighing at least 200 pounds gnawing on the corpse of another man in a black suit from the grass pile, making crunching sounds of chewing flesh and bone... Jing Yang couldn't believe it, was he deaf before He hadn't heard any of this,From some point, Jing Yang gradually calmed down. He leaned against the pile of rocks, sitting cross-legged, staring intently at the three wild wolves that had advanced to his front. The bits of meat in their teeth and the sickeningly bloody smell were all clearly visible...。