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,The wild wolf lifted its hind leg and scratched its neck, then continued to bite down. Jing Yang suppressed his breathing and moved back again… Then, he heard the sound he didn't want to hear most: rustling in the grass beside him. Soon, two wild wolves with blood dripping from their mouths emerged from either side, their green eyes fixed on Jing Yang.,And although his body now was thin and small, it was clearly the physique of a boy at least three or four years old!。