"Damn it! Get lost!"
Feng Zhong half-kneeled on the shelter's platform, trembling all over.
He was scared, but more than that, he was tense.
Upon seeing familiar weapons appear, Leopard the First, who was climbing the tree, immediately let out a threatening roar.
Feng Zhong was momentarily intimidated by the roar but quickly shook it off.
His gaze was fierce, and he raised a wooden javelin, aiming at Leopard the First's head before striking it.
Leopard the First had a tough head, intending to withstand the blow.
Then it would climb the tree to knock the hateful biped off.
But it underestimated what Chen Wen had crafted.
Chen Wen's creations prioritize quality.
With a resounding clang.
A sharp sound emanated from the leopard's head.
The pain from the strike began to spread, gradually reaching Leopard the First's entire body.
It let out a painful roar, starting to retreat.
In the face of injury, ninety-nine percent of wild animals will withdraw.
