"Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"
When he approached, the vultures hurriedly spread their wings and flew up, but they did not fly high.
Instead, he fell to the side and waited with a drooling gaze.
They thought that this cub wanted a share of the loot.
Chu Xiaoye walked in front of the wandering lion and stared at its still intact head and face for a while before heaving a sigh of relief.
It turned out that this was not Lars.
Although Lars was selfish and cold and did not like him, he was his brother after all.
If that fellow died miserably outside and happened to be seen by him, who was wandering, he would naturally feel uncomfortable.
This young wandering lion was thin and frail. Clearly, it had been hungry for a long time.
The reason why it died on the riverbed here might because it came here to look for food or water.