Ding Fan, after blinding the wolf with a rock, walked far away and found a sheltered spot to spend the night.
Had he not been saving Su Maner, he could have enjoyed roasted Mountain Deer this evening. Instead, he had to settle for some compressed biscuits to satisfy his hunger. However, Ding Fan had no complaints, since in doing so, he had repaid a favor to Su Maner.
What irked Ding Fan was his limited strength, which meant resorting to stones to blind the wolf's eyes. Had it been before, he could have easily used a stone to crush the wolves' skulls directly. Now, Ding Fan was very eager to become stronger.
After eating the compressed biscuits, Ding Fan sat down cross-legged and began to breathe deeply. Only after cycling through the Xiao Zhoutian five or six times did he open his eyes, unaware that the night had passed by in the meantime.