The Monster Leader's hair was hanging loose—most monsters' hair is sparse, even a female monster like Wooden Bowl has very little hair on her head.
But this Monster Leader's hair was clearly more abundant.
Chen Yan watched through binoculars. After he left the house, he stood in his yard, stretched deeply, and despite the cold breath, he seemed utterly unafraid of the severe cold.
He walked to the side, picked up a long knife, and started chopping vigorously, as if he were training himself.
He practiced with the knife, performing various chopping motions, and after half an hour, the Monster Leader finally let out a breath, steaming from his mouth as he reversed the knife and stabbed it into the ground.
Two female monsters walked out of the house, approached him from the left and right, and brought over a fur cloak to drape over his shoulders.
The Monster Leader laughed loudly and then walked into the house.
