"Three."
Little Kingfisher glides through the air, leading the way in front.
"Only three?"
Su Qingluo appears slightly disappointed.
Snow leopards are rare, not often seen, and she really wants to catch a few since they had the chance to encounter them.
However, mother leopards are protective of their cubs, and if they were to take all the cubs at once, the mother leopard would go mad, fighting the hunters to the death regardless of the consequences.
With three cubs, at most, they could only take two of them.
Since the Little Prince has priority, the three brothers of the Lin Clan can't have one cub each.
"The cubs won't be safe from the mother leopard because the White Tiger is in Qingjian Gorge."
Little Kingfisher communicates with her telepathically, sensing her regret, and laughs without caring much about it.
