When the moon climbed up to the treetops, Ye Wan and the Big Cat had already reached the place where the Big Cat was besieged that night.
A few hungry wolves had already been dragged back by Ye Wan and the other two to serve as a snack for the Big Cat.
But there were still bloodstains from a few days ago on the ground.
The Big Cat rubbed against the corner of Ye Wan's clothes, paced around, and sniffed, its furry head pointing in a direction.
Knowing this meant it had caught a scent, Ye Wan flipped over and rode on the Big Cat's back.
The Big Cat leapt forward.
One person, one tiger, the ground covered in silver frost.
The images captured by the drone lens were as beautiful as a jungle documentary.
After more than ten minutes, the Big Cat's speed gradually slowed down.
Arooo.
A roar echoed, the surrounding trees shook, and the ground trembled.
Ye Wan got down from the Big Cat and swiftly climbed up the tallest tree nearby.
