Chuyuan listened intently, ears upright, and could clearly hear the rustling of a large creature through the lush shrubbery.
Ten, nine, eight… three, two, one.
As he mentally counted down to one, a massive Silver Wolf charged toward him.
"There's no problem; Beastmen possess extremely sensitive noses and will follow the scent I've left behind.
They will surely notice my hideout and the traps I have set."
Thinking this, the massive Silver Wolf's foot caught on a thin fishing line.
Instantly, a basketball-sized stone fell from a large tree, targeting the three individuals on the Silver Wolf's back.
With a quick jump to the right, Lotcar simply avoided the attack. However, he was unaware that he had fallen into another new trap.
A net lifted from the moist earth, closing in on Lotcar, who stood at the center of the trap.
"Yellow Flower."
At Yang Yu's command, Iyas released a golden ripple from around her, instantly repelling the net that was enveloping them.
