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This did not seem to be normal.
Under normal circumstances, bad people would only be judged by the power of justice after they had done evil for a long time and rubbed all the good people.
But now, this lion died before it could even show the face of a bad person.
Wasn't this a little cruel?
Looking at the miserable appearance of the lion being beaten to death by a group, Chu Xiaoye sympathized.
Before leaving, he peeled off the lion's fur and prepared to keep it by his side to mourn.
Regardless of what the other members thought, he knew very well that this fellow had long harbored ill intentions. That front leg was probably bitten off by him to use the ruse of self-harm.
His clumsy acting skills made him look like a clown in front of him.
"Let's go!"
The pride continued forward, stepping on the ground covered in fallen leaves and looking at the majestic mountain ahead.
Two days later.