Half an hour later.
An exceedingly brief beast's roar rang out in the woods, followed by deathly silence.
Carrying the corpse of a savage beast a size larger than the leopard he had killed earlier, Xu Feng reached the clearing outside the town in a few bounds.
This time, he did not conceal himself. Instead, he tossed the small mountain of a beast onto the ground, making the earth shudder.
Sure enough, the bell rang again inside the town, and a large crowd poured out through the main gate.
Leading them was a burly man clad in iron-gray beast armor, making no attempt to conceal his aura as a peak Moon God.
The people behind him all had their bows ready and blades drawn, their expressions hostile.
The brother and sister were among the crowd as well. Still unsure what had happened outside, they merely squeezed toward the exit with everyone else.
When they saw the freshly slain beast in the clearing, then Xu Feng standing beside its corpse, both their faces turned white.
Xu Feng said nothing. He merely raised a hand and pointed at the siblings in the crowd.
Then he pointed at the beast's corpse beside his feet.
After that, he crooked a finger at them.
His movements were slow, but even without a word, his meaning was clear.
The siblings immediately panicked. The brother's lips moved rapidly as he explained something to the burly man at the front.
The little girl shrank behind her brother, leaving only her frightened, startled eyes showing.
The middle-aged warrior leading the group listened to the boy with a frown, then looked at Xu Feng, his expression shifting slightly.
Finally, he glanced at the beast on the ground and barked an order to someone beside him, who hurried into town with