The night hunting ground was cool with a gentle breeze.
Every gust of wind that passed carried a sense of danger, even the breath of death.
Although this wasn't the Fierce Beast Zone, the Fierce Beast Zone was separated from the ordinary area by only a net.
During the day, the giant beasts were afraid of the patrolling army and dared not cross the line.
But come nightfall, that was not necessarily the case.
Chu Qianli looked at the pitch-black dense forest ahead, her feelings complicated.
Feng Yexuan was truly ruthless—was he not worried that his delicate, cherished daughters might get hurt?
He showed not even the slightest hint of compassion for the fairer sex.
"It has been said that someone was once thrown into the hunting ground. If you are unaware of how dangerous it is inside, you can ask Miss Chu Qianli, who once served as a concubine to Prince Yexuan."
The voice of Yu Linglong, laced with a mocking laugh, rang out among the crowd.