"Humph humph! Sniff sniff! Humph humph! Sniff sniff sniff!"
The Big Wind Pig snuffled the dirt with its pig nose, sniffing around the mud pond.
Tie Dan held his breath and crouched at the bottom of the mud pond, hidden in the muck, masking his scent. After all, Tie Dan had been adaptable since childhood; he would stay hidden and wait for an opportunity for a counterattack, and if there was no chance, he would endure.
However, it seemed that the Big Wind Pig was not fated to die, as it lost interest after rooting around for a while and quickly became hungry, grunting as it turned to leave without giving Tie Dan a chance to strike.
So, Tie Dan held his breath a bit longer, emerged from the mud with a cold face, and almost fainted from the pig's stench.
What an utter humiliation, to be chased to such a desperate state by this beast. Just you wait, this grudge will be avenged...
He wiped the mud off his face and glanced around.
Where the hell have I been chased to now...
