Outside the camp.
Chen Wen ran wildly with the animals, finally stopping on the mountain.
He leaned against the rock, gasping for breath.
"So, is it what you wanted?"
The Golden Eagle asked curiously.
Chen Wen held the map he had been clenching the whole way.
He opened the map slowly under the reflected light of the snow.
"Just as I thought!"
Chen Wen looked at the white and black marks on the map representing the terrain of rivers and mountains, and the golden mining spots.
His eyes gleamed with joy.
Seeing Chen Wen's expression, both the Golden Eagle and the Snowy Owl genuinely felt happy for him.
"Let's go! Pick up the lynx, and let's find a place to hide!"
Chen Wen said, immediately spreading his wings.
He turned his head to glance at the Black Wolf King, waving his hand.
For now, he no longer needed the help of the Black Wolf King, and this pack of gray wolves could continue their journey.
