Damn it!
Why did it go over to the short-tailed cat's side?
Chen Wen looked at Failure No. 2 and couldn't help but curse silently.
No. 2 kept moving down the steep rocky hill, without sensing the ambush below the mountain.
But perhaps the god of nature took pity on this failure.
It chose a route leaving the valley that veered southward, right into the short-tailed cat's defensive area.
The short-tailed cat was extremely tense.
Even with all its limbs intact, it wasn't a match for the big horn sheep, let alone in its injured and weakened state.
But seeing the big horn sheep about to enter the valley, the dense thickets here weren't suitable for hunting.
The short-tailed cat had no choice but to leap out and issue a menacing scream.
A classic hiss and roar startled the big horn sheep.
It instinctively turned around, intending to run back up the mountain.
But upon seeing it was a short-tailed cat, the big horn sheep relaxed.
