The group walked for about ten minutes when Wang Chu'an suddenly caught a faint scent of blood in the air.
He quickly stepped forward to stop the others, pressing a finger to his lips to signal for silence.
Judging by the smell of blood, the wild boar was injured, and he was afraid that any commotion on their part would attract it back. After all, a wounded beast was the most terrifying kind, and armed with only carrying poles and shovels, they had no way to protect themselves.
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