In the dead of night, fierce winds howled.
At the entrance of the Great Xia Valley, Xia Chuan led a hunting team of thirteen, returning dusty and tired from the outside.
"Xia Chuan, three prey, how is it getting more each time?"
Luo Yuan, who was outside the wooden house with his children practicing boxing in the reserves, saw the hunting team carrying three prey from afar, looking somewhat incredulous.
The hunting team, as long as they didn't go beyond the 500-meter boundary of Redwood Ridge, didn't need Xia Hong to personally lead. His injuries hadn't healed, so only Xia Chuan and five others in the Earth-digging Realm led the original eight in the Logging Realm outside.
In the past half a month, Xia Chuan had gone out four times, but each time he only brought back one or two prey. Tonight, he brought back three in one go, clearly showing that his hunting skills had become more adept.
