Under the cover of night, a strange creature on all fours was licking the remnants from the hot pot—a trap Qiao An had set earlier.
The prey had taken the bait, but the true Hunter was merely watching quietly from inside the tent.
Under normal circumstances, the night would have been the perfect camouflage for the filthy creature. Unfortunately for it, Qiao An's eyesight was far beyond human norms. She was certain this creature, crawling deliberately on all fours, was human.
Yet it didn't seem entirely like a normal human. People were accustomed to standing on two feet, a bipedal instinct honed through evolution. After a certain stage of growth, it was difficult to adapt to crawling on all fours. This one, however, was incredibly agile, as if it had been born this way.
Lili lay quietly on the ground, not daring to make a sound, waiting for Qiao An's command. The moment she gave the word, it would pounce on the creature.
