Jingyang's heart was filled with despair. He quietly let go of the tall grass he had parted, and lay helpless on the ground, hoping that the beast on the slope hadn't actually seen him...,The soft fur was hard to notice, and it moved without wind, gently drifting towards the wolf in the middle.,Jingyang disregarded the mental barrier because the other wolf he had just knocked over was already charging back from behind. One claw landed on the back of the wolf Jingyang was controlling, leaving a bloody wound soaking its fur. Jingyang gritted his teeth, this pain was too real!。