"Where did he go?"
Chen Wen's face was heavy, his eyes constantly darting to the spot where the Black Panther's skin and head were placed.
Could there be other large beasts on the island?
Or is it...
Someone!
Chen Wen's expression tightened as he fixed his gaze on a spot by the riverbank.
There were chaotic footprints there!
And they were completely different from his own shoe prints!
Who could it be?
Chen Wen stepped forward, staring intently at the footprints by the riverbank.
The possibility that there were people on the island had crossed his mind before.
But he quickly dismissed that thought.
The reason was simple: who would stay on such a desolate island?
According to his memory, he and the fleet had arrived in the eastern Pacific area of Southeast Asia.
The islands here lie in the mid-west Pacific Ocean, rarely visited by people.
Unless...
Their intentions were malicious!
Chen Wen's expression became solemn as he recalled something.
