Passing by the place where the Peacock Pheasant was hunted that day, they continued walking for about ten minutes. Near a cliff, Big Beauty stopped, raised its head, and meowed twice.
The meow of a wild cat is different from the clamping sound of a house cat; it has a roguish air.
When Chen Ying came out, he conveniently carried the camping lamp. Even at full brightness, it only illuminated the area around his feet, covering a radius of about one meter, beyond which everything was hazy.
Soon, two larger Cloud Leopards jumped down, each carrying a kitten in their mouths.
Chen Ying glanced at them and was startled.
These cats weren't sick; they were severely injured.
But to be injured like this and still be alive—what a strong will to live.
One of Chen Ying's advantages is his focus.
Upon seeing the condition of the kittens, he immediately entered work mode.
