"Andre?"
Lin Chen looked around, confused. "What are you doing bathing here so early in the morning? Aren't you afraid of getting targeted by Yukon Wolves?"
"What's there to be afraid of? I already heard from Robert. A couple of days ago, you faced a pack of more than ten wolves, killed four, and got away unscathed!"
"You're always active around this riverbank. The area is saturated with your scent, so the wolves will assume it's your territory. They won't enter casually, to avoid any unnecessary conflict."
'I guess that makes sense.' He scratched his head, almost instantly convinced by Andre.
He understood the logic, but he didn't dare to be so optimistic. He always felt it was safer to prepare for the worst.
After all, he was inexperienced when it came to wilderness survival. The words of a veteran like Andre, who had twenty to thirty years of experience, were far more credible.
"Then why aren't you bathing on the other side of the river?"
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