Looking at the cave in front of him, Song Jian squinted his eyes and started to observe carefully.
"These two hawk fledglings must have rolled out from these holes, right?" Song Jian speculated. In the holes he had passed by earlier, there were many corpses of hawk fledglings. The holes there were steep, and once the hawk fledglings entered, they could easily crash into sharp rocks and die from injuries if they couldn't control their bodies;
Looking at these two hawk fledglings, although they seemed a bit listless, their bodies were unharmed. It seemed that the holes in this area were relatively gentle, and the fledglings could fall from their nests without sustaining serious injuries;
"If that's the case, there should be many traces of hawk fledglings around here. Why is there not a single trace left?" Song Jian's eyebrows knitted slightly as he observed the area;
