He reclined on a branch, crossing one leg over the other.
Without looking, he knew what the scene in the clearing of the dense forest was like: all kinds of poisonous insects, snakes, and ants crawling out, teeming everywhere.
To avoid triggering his fear of crowds, he didn't even look and took this opportunity to rest.
Duan Rong napped on the branch for a while before turning his head, where he saw two piles of dark objects with blurred edges in the clearing of the dense forest...
Those were gathered by the poisonous insects...
Duan Rong jumped down from the tree and filled two sacks with poisonous insects.
At this time, the dusk had already settled faintly in the dense forest. Duan Rong, carrying two sacks, hurriedly walked to a particular place in the forest; it was feeding day for the Black Blood Vine, as it was every three days.
After feeding the Black Blood Vine, Duan Rong exited the vine-entwined stone wall, and the sky was already completely dark.
