Inside Lu Lin's storage ring were spices, allowing everyone to enjoy a delicious feast of roasted wolf meat.
The pack of over ten Green-eyed Mad Wolves wasn't entirely consumed, so Lu Lin told Fang Gang and the others to throw the rest far away.
This was to prevent the scent of blood from attracting more nocturnal exotic beasts.
Lu Lin hadn't expected that his first night on the Exotic Battlefield would start like this.
Lying in the tent, he tossed and turned for a long time before finally falling asleep.
He might have forgotten that, when camping in the wilderness, it's necessary to assign someone for night watch.
...
Iron Blood University.
Yang Jun had been immersed in cultivation for the past ten-odd days.
Suddenly remembering he hadn't taught Lu Lin and the others in a while, he impulsively dialed Lei Ming's phone number.
Soon, he learned that Lu Lin had taken a leave of absence.
