Mi Yin suppressed the ache in his chest and soon left the tribe. This time, he truly did search the entire mountain but found no trace of the Wolf Beast.
'Perhaps that Wolf Beast really is dead, torn apart by wild animals long ago.'
Mi Yin was cold-blooded by nature and felt no sympathy for the death of a tribesman. He only felt a furtive joy that the threat was gone.
'This way, regardless of whether that wolf ever had a place in Jin'er's heart, now that he's dead, his presence in her mind will only fade with time.'
'Besides, Jin'er is a female. Females are never short of mates; it's perfectly normal for a male or two around them to die.'
When Mi Yin told An Jin the news of Ling Hong's death, she was silent for a long time. Then, she organized the tribe's Beastmen for another large-scale search, but they all came back empty-handed.
'It seems Ling Hong really is dead.'
