West of the Milk Tiger Forest, about twenty kilometers deep into Redwood Ridge
Under the night sky, snowflakes filled the air, and the cold wind howled.
A hunting team was searching for prey amidst the snow forest.
The hunting team consisted of over twenty people, with five in the center, and the rest spread out around them in groups of three, searching as they moved.
This way of advancing to improve search efficiency was not uncommon in Great Xia.
However, at this depth of Redwood Ridge, not many dared to use this search method—usually only advanced hunting teams had the courage.
Whish......
When the team reached a small slope, a group of three on the northern side, a middle-aged man in black suddenly raised his bow and shot an arrow towards the top of the small slope.
"Brother Zhou, did you find something?"
The other two noticed the man in black shooting and immediately asked.
