On that night, Xu Ying heard the sound of paws hitting the door. When she opened the door of the rescue station, her breath caught instantly—
Under the clear moonlight, dozens of gleaming beast eyes shimmered in the snow. Agile figures either squatted or stood, their silver-grey fur adorned with black spots, resembling ink-blossomed plums blooming in the snow.
Her Snow Mountain Rescue Station was unexpectedly surrounded by an entire Snow Leopard Army.
The male snow leopard at the forefront slowly stepped forward. Its left ear was missing a corner, a clear sign of having been through a brutal battle.
[Little Xu Station Chief,] its voice was deep and resolute, [all 18 snow leopard families from the West Mountain Range, those who could come, have come.]
Xu Ying's fingertips trembled slightly. She took a deep breath and recounted the cruel acts of Desert North Country's nobles hunting snow leopards in detail, along with the dangers of cross-border operations.
[We are not afraid.]
