The setting sun painted the sky, and tall, unkempt grass filled Jingyang's vision. He realized belatedly how and when he had ended up in this desolate wilderness.,From some point, Jing Yang gradually calmed down. He leaned against the pile of rocks, sitting cross-legged, staring intently at the three wild wolves that had advanced to his front. The bits of meat in their teeth and the sickeningly bloody smell were all clearly visible...,Jingyang yanked on the throat of the wild wolf beneath his feet, jerking his head back with a splash of blood. He turned to fight the wolf that had ambushed him from behind.。