Before leaving, Mu Mianmian walked to Ayuanâs side and whispered to him.
"Thereâs some unharvested grain behind the fence wall of my treehouse. I allow you to go in alone and gather the grain for your survival during this period."
Ayuan looked at her and nodded.
"Thank you."
"No need to thank me. Leaving it to you makes me feel more at ease."
Inside the fence wall, she had scattered poison powder all over it.
When he gets poisoned, he can only protect himself, unable to protect anyone else.
The tribe set out, leaving behind a dozen elderly and frail old wolves, and two who can barely walk, their wolf fur withered and decayed.
Ayuan was raised by them because he was an orphan left by another tribe, not belonging to this tribe, but the initial tribe members still raised him like their own child, never treating him harshly.
So when he heard about the tribeâs migration, he was the first to stand up and oppose it.
The leader saw Ayuan and sighed helplessly.
"You should go with them."
"Leader, I should stay to protect you. Donât worry, I know where the food is, and weâll get through this winter."
Wolf Clan members live very long lives, naturally aging up to nearly 150 years.
Now, these elderly tribe members are mostly over 100 years old, the leader is slightly younger, over eighty.
But he is also past his prime.
They surely canât catch enough prey to eat, so Ayuan is deeply grateful to Mu Mianmian.
Although she left, she left food behind.
Comforting these elders, Ayuan set off for the inside of the fence wall that Mu Mianmian mentioned.
Outside the wall is a circle of sturdy and solid wooden stakes, tightly enclosing the inside, Ayuan followed Mu Mianmianâs instructions to lift the stakes slightly at a specific spot.
Sure enough, an opening was revealed, stepping inside; the outside was frozen and cold, while inside was lush and green, with patches of thriving plants, including not only fruits but also unharvested rice.
Seeing this, Ayuan breathed a sigh of relief.
With these, they wonât have to risk going out hunting.
Just then, his nostrils twitched, a strange scent wafted in with the wind.
Before he could react, his brain suddenly felt chaotic; realizing something was wrong, he staggered and strained to walk out, and right after squeezing out of the opening, his bulky body collapsed right away.
Before collapsing, Ayuan glanced at the subtle ring of white powder on the ground.
Before he could think deeply, his vision turned completely black.
When he woke up again, his consciousness returned, but his body was already frozen stiff, seeing the vast whiteness of snow, his body covered with accumulated snow.
How long had he slept?
Struggling hard to get up, thereâs still something swirling in his brain, causing him pain with every step.
At that moment, a sharp wolf howl instantly strained his nerves; his pupils contracted, breathing halted.
It was the leaderâs voice!
Theyâre under attack!
Ayuan ignored the headache and directly turned into beast mode, staggering and rushing toward the territory.
Entering the area, a scene of crimson red.
The intense blood scent muddled the differentiation between the tribeâs blood and other beastmenâs blood.
Bear Clanâs roar echoed in his ears, Ayuan looked up and saw four Bear Clan beastmen frantically plundering on the territoryâs treehouse.
And those hidden old wolves are nearly all captured.
Bear Clan doesnât wake up during winter, but this winter is exceptionally long, causing the aggressive and hungry Bear Clan to awaken early.
Upon seeing the robust Ayuan, the Bear Clan leader roared fiercely, without hesitation, jumped down from the treehouse, opening a bloodied mouth to bite him.
The Bear Clan is three times the size of the Wolf Clan. If it were one-on-one, he might have a chance to win, but now facing one against four spells certain death.
As the greatest enemy of Wolf Clan, Ayuan couldnât believe the Bear Clan awoke just after the tribe members left.
Seeing the Bear Clan charging at him, he felt desperate but still fearlessly rushed up to tear into them.
The white ground now splattered with red plum blossoms; other Bear Clan members seeing their tribesman no match for Ayuan, leapt down intending for a quick and decisive victory.
Ayuan firmly bit through a Bear Clanâs neck, resolved not to let go; the Bear Clan invading Wolf Clan territory had to pay a price at least.
At this moment, a black arrow suddenly whizzed through the air, "whoosh," precisely piercing into a Bear Clanâs eye.
The pained roar echoed across the whole forest; before other Bear Clan members could react, streams of arrows began shooting down from the sky.
Then these Bear Clan members were clutching their arms, covering their thighs, another covering the bleeding eye, struggling and bellowing madly like headless flies.
Seizing the opportunity, Ayuan bit through the Bear Clanâs neck in his mouth, then taking advantage of their injuries, he charged forward madly tearing.
Four Bear Clan members, in the end, only one fled.
But hadnât run out of the tribe, already pierced through the heart by arrows shot from behind.
Quickly, the tribe fell silent.
Every beastman in the forest heard the howls here, coming from the strongest Bear Clan, so none dared to approach.
Ayuan panting heavily, blood dripping from his fangs, looking around with green eyes, finally spotting a somewhat familiar figure on a distant tree.
Jiang Lai jumped off the tree, cut the ropes binding the leader, then freed the captured old wolves.
Several were already dead.
Directly divided and eaten by the hungry Bear Clan.
The remaining few were already like lifeless ashes, filled with despair.
But seeing those Bear Clan members dying right before them, first shocked, followed by survival relief.
Jiang Lai walked up to the leader, glanced at his injuries.
An arm was bitten off, but not too serious, with some bandaging heâll survive.
"Alai?!"
The leader looked shocked at Jiang Lai, obviously not expecting her to be still alive.
Back when the High Priest said she left the tribe, the leader felt a bit down; it had been so long that everyone thought she was dead.
But here she was, alive and well, even rescuing them during Wolf Clanâs ordeal.
Jiang Lai didnât have time for any deep father-daughter sentiment with the leader here.
Their father-daughter relationship was pitifully thin; males typically lack much affection for their pups, let alone she was just one among his many children.
"Leave here with me."
"Leave? Everyoneâs injured, they canât go far."
Indeed, the Bear Clanâs ferocity left these old wolves battered and lost.
Basically all missing limbs; originally aged, now each has turned disabled.
The only one not maimed is that young male wolf.
Ayuan walked over, and carefully looked at Jiang Lai again.