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...,Then Jing Yang turned his head and saw a patch of gray wolf tail poking out from the grass, less than half a meter from his face.,Three gray wolves in a pincer formation, pushed aside the clumps of grass, stepped with all four paws, and let out a low growl like a threat, slowly pacing towards Jingyang.。