Each person organized themselves, stumbling deeper into the heart of the wilderness, with more and more poisonous creatures appearing as they went.
"Don't move." Wufu raised a hand, stopping everyone in their tracks.
A strong stench of blood reached their noses, and everyone became alert. After pushing through some thick bushes, they saw the source of the bloody smell.
Three wolves were hunched over, gnawing on a corpse so mangled it was barely recognizable. The body had been bitten open, guts spilling messily all over the ground.
"Ugh."
Someone dry-heaved, and the wolves immediately looked up alertly, one of them still gripping an arm in its mouth. Its forest-green eyes glowed eerily like a phantom's.
Wufu shot Hoo Die a glare. Here you are, a top-notch guard, and you're scared of a corpse?
Hoo Die looked innocent, saying he wasn't afraid of corpses but rather disgusted. Because he's a foodie, how was he supposed to enjoy meat after seeing this?
