If it had been him from before, adventuring in such a place would still pose some dangers, but now it had become quite easy for him. He hadn't encountered any particularly formidable beasts along the way, mostly deer and wild boars.
There was another rustling sound ahead, but Xiao Buli wasn't too nervous, guessing that it was probably a wild boar or something. However, out from the bushes leaped a small creature resembling a tiger but not quite one, a bit larger than a puppy but smaller than an adult leopard, its grey, nondescript fur making it easy to overlook.
What is this thing? Xiao Buli hadn't had the chance to get a clear look when the creature had already darted away, leaving only a vague impression of a grey-named beast.
He didn't pay much attention to it, reasoning that a grey-named beast definitely wouldn't be much of a threat. He had encountered them a few times before—either a wolf with a limp or an old leopard—all of them defective in some way.