Hope

After dark.

Chu Xiaoye found a patch of bushes and prepared to rest for the night. He would set off tomorrow morning.

After running around for a few days, the pride was already exhausted.

Although the grass was lush and the rainy season was approaching, the temperature was still not low.

To a lion with a thick mane on its neck, they could not take the continuous journey.

The mixed fur, his three subordinates, and the Jerry brothers were all uncomfortably hot. They wanted to pull off the majestic mane on their necks.

Just as they entered the bushes, they lay on the ground, panting, unwilling to get up again.

Chu Xiaoye climbed up the tree skillfully and found a comfortable branch. He prepared to sleep and replenish his energy.

After returning to the territory tomorrow, he would continue to set off for the other side of the mountain to welcome Little Curly Tail and the others.

He could not delay for a day.