Hearing the Golden Eagle's words, Chen Wen took a deep breath.
His heart was turbulent, but there was no change on his face.
Lee Min-jun glanced at the Golden Eagle screaming beside Chen Wen, and curiously asked, "Your Golden Eagle seems to be calling, is it conveying some information to you?"
Chen Wen calmly nodded and said without changing his expression, "There's prey ahead, but I'm not really interested in hunting right now. After all, we already have plenty of food, any more would be inconvenient to transport."
Upon hearing this, Lee Min-jun showed a bitter expression.
Wow, on my side, we only complain about having too little food, not about transportation inconvenience!
Looking at Chen Wen's side, what a difference!
Lee Min-jun didn't press the issue further.
Chen Wen remained silent, quickly contemplating the current situation.
The Northeast Tiger was missing.
To be honest, Chen Wen came up with three possibilities.
The first, it's dead.
