Muir flew high up in the air, looking down at the undulating stretch of forest below.
A stream of black smoke rose from the forest. Although there was wind, the smoke didn't dissipate. It was clearly a smoke signal.
Muir looked at it for a while before flying toward it.
At the place where the black smoke rose, a young leopard that seemed to have just turned of age kept on adding things to the fire.
Muir rested on a branch nearby, looked around, transformed to his human form, and said, "You're alone? Your father didn't come?"
Parker immediately looked up and said agitatedly, "I've finally found you. My father hasn't returned to the city yet. Have you found where Qingqing is?"
Parker was still holding onto animal manure that he was burning. No one knew how long it had been since he had rested, and he was in a sorry state, feeling very tired. However, his eyes were still very spirited when he looked towards Muir.
