In less time than it takes to drink a cup of tea, Cheng Zongyang followed the trail into a grove of low-lying shrubs.
The surrounding trees were short, with numerous vines and a patch of bamboo.
In the distance, Cheng Zongyang saw the gray wolves on a flat slope, their heads bowed as they did something, while the alpha wolf stood guard, alert to its surroundings.
'Are they drinking water?' Cheng Zongyang grew excited.
He had encountered countless pests along the way. If not for his protective suit, he would have already been poisoned—bitten by one of the camouflaged snakes or by a spider or centipede falling from the trees.
But perhaps his luck was good, as he hadn't run into any Fierce Beasts like leopards or tigers.
Fortunately, he had finally found what looked to be a water source.
Cheng Zongyang waited a little longer, and after seeing the gray wolves leave, he quickly made his way to the spot.
When he saw the place, his eyes lit up with excitement.
