Dou Yan and Tu Ya, along with the tribe members, surrounded Da Shi. Everyone's expression was sorrowful. Without a Great Witch in the tribe, and with Da Shi being severely injured, it seemed hopeless.
Everyone watched as Da Shi struggled to breathe, spitting out bloody foam continuously, unable to do anything but wait for him to die.
Shi Li stood aside, his eyes red, fists clenched, yet helpless to save his good friend. All he could do was watch him await death.
Although they were used to facing life and death, with every hunt being a gamble between the two, the departure of tribe members, friends, and loved ones still filled them with sadness and grief.
It was at this moment that Shuangshuang emerged from behind the circle of people, almost running to Da Shi's side, reaching out to grasp Da Shi's hand.
The onlookers were momentarily stunned by Shuangshuang's action. However, parents in the Primitive World, different from those in modern society, did not spoil their children.
