"Zhong Lin, don't worry. We haven't found Little Stone's body or any of his clothing fragments. He might be okay."
Mei Weixuan, supporting Zhong Lin, spoke comforting words.
Xing Kui examined the surroundings, bit down on his steel teeth, and in a low voice said, "Young Master, preliminary estimates suggest there are at least a hundred corpses here, both male and female, young and old. Most were killed by the boars; the bodies are incomplete."
"Most? What do you mean?" Mei Weixuan asked.
Xing Kui took a deep breath, "Quite a few bodies were killed by people, with no bite marks, just a single knife wound... straight into the heart."
"You mean..."
Mei Weixuan's mind buzzed, and the grip on his sword hilt creaked.
"Someone is using humans to feed the mutant beasts?"
"Yes."
"Damn, damn it, who is it? I want to kill him, tear him to shreds."
Mei Weixuan's eyes almost spewed fire, his voice roaring with fury.
