The cub was asking for death, and Feng Wu was happy to oblige.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The battle didn't take long. The cub collapsed on the ground, its blood painting the snow red.
It was still staring at Feng Wu as its pupils dilated and its breathing turned shallow…
Its last thought was that if it didn't smell human flesh, didn't wake up its hibernating parents, and didn't get greedy, would they still be alive?
But that was spilled milk now.
The cut on Feng Wu's cheek was no longer bleeding, but it was a deep gash and looked quite severe.
But Feng Wu didn't think much of it.
With her rejuvenating pills, her face was in safe hands. All she needed to do was wait for the wound to close up on its own.
Ding —
Feng Wu sensed that another star had lit up immediately after she killed the cub!
That was fast?!
