"Arf!" Keke suddenly barked, pointing a small paw in one direction.
That was farther from the tree house now, with Xu Xin already around five to six hundred meters away from it.
However, he still trusted Keke and ran towards that direction.
Sure enough, after running less than a few dozen meters, he sharply detected a faint scent.
It was the smell of that diluted red mist!
Xu Xin quickened his pace, and finally found a hole about one to two meters in diameter between some trees.
"Nice job, Keke, as expected, we still have to rely on you!" Xu Xin rubbed Keke's head vigorously.
"Arf!" Keke lifted its small head.
The hole was indeed as Ji Chaoyang described, sloping downward at about a thirty-degree angle, directly pointing under the tree house.
It seemed this was the hole.
Xu Xin took a deep breath, preparing to call out to bring the other three creatures over.
"Awoo—"
Before he could shout, the wolf cry of Silver King from the east of the tree house rang out.
"...Huh?"
