Even though I directly snatched the food in front of it, the spotted leopard showed no sign of wanting to attack me.
While I was surprised by this, I also felt a sense of worry.
This situation indicated that something severe was happening to me.
On the surface, it might seem like a good thing, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that I might be losing something in return.
And I didn't know what exactly I was losing.
After a short while, I successfully led the spotted leopard near the refugee camp on the beach.
Hiding in the forest, I tossed the half-eaten goat in front of Blue Shirt and his gang.
A loud noise rang out as a pile of bloody meat suddenly appeared in front of them, leaving Blue Shirt and his group dumbfounded.
"What's going on? Is this lamb?"
"How can such a good
