The night enveloped the plains, and the stars shone brightly in the sky.
As night fell, the plains began to wind, and the temperature dropped significantly.
Three bonfires were lit in the temporary camp of the caravan, the blazing flames dispelling darkness and cold, bringing smiles of relief to those gathered around.
There was a pot sitting atop the bonfire, simmering everyone's dinner.
But what was truly enticing was the wolf meat being roasted!
In today's battle alone, Zhang Yuan killed more than twenty Desert Wolves by himself.
The caravan also had its share of kills.
All these wild wolves were collected, then skinned, cleaned, deboned, and marinated by the veterans in the caravan...
Now they had become pieces of roasted meat!
The person in charge of the roasting occasionally brushed on a sauce mixed with Wolf Poison Grass.
Making the aroma of the meat even richer.
