"Wait a little longer. It's too hot!" the elderly man scolded when he saw her reaching out.

"Okay…" The girl had no choice but to wait anxiously after being scolded.

"Grandpa, why didn't we bring any dry food?" The girl looked at her grandfather in incomprehension as she waited.

The elderly man stared at her. "When you grow up, you might need to survive in the wild. At that time, what would you do if you didn't have any dry food on you? Would you wait for your death? If you learn all these survival skills, even if you didn't have anything to eat or drink at that time, you could get through any desolate situation with ease. Do you understand?"

"Worriless understands, Grandpa." The girl nodded with some comprehension.

"Eat." The elderly man handed the whole hare to the girl.

"Grandpa, you also haven't eaten for a whole day. You eat," the girl replied.

"Hurry and eat; I'm not hungry." The elderly man seemed to lack patience.

Hearing that her grandfather wasn't hungry, the girl started drooling again as she stared at the hare. She placed it next to her nose and took a sniff before chomping down.

The elderly man had extracted all of the bones from the hare already, so it was easy for her to eat it.

"Grandpa, I'm full."

Sometime later, she spoke to the elderly man.

"En…"

The elderly man looked at the small half of the hare remaining and silently picked it up before finis.h.i.+ng the rest of it.

…

Late at night, inside a cave:

Snow was still falling outside the cave. The fire pile inside the cave was bright and warm, so the girl didn't feel cold in her spot next to the fire.

When the girl was about to fall asleep, she seemed to hear weak calls for help outside the cave and also some howling from wolves.

The girl jolted awake almost instantly.

"Grandpa, I think there's someone there," the girl cautiously said while looking at the elderly man who had his eyes completely closed.

However, the elderly man didn't move, as though he'd fallen asleep.

The calls for help became more and more obvious, and the girl finally scrounged up the courage and slowly treaded outside the cave.

"Help…"

Outside the cave, a little boy was panting with a face of terror. Blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes, and an astounding wound seemingly caused by sharp claws could be faintly seen.

The boy was sprawled on the ground as he rapidly scooted back using both his hands and feet.

However, he was merely a child, so how could he compare to the speed of a wild animal?

In the blink of an eye, a snowy-white wolf, whose fangs glinted chillingly, pounced at the boy with a roar.

The boy's face was ghastly pale, and he still subconsciously cried for help in his despair.

Suddenly, a bright light rushed into his world, and the blazing heat seemed to melt the snow around them.

The girl had sprinted toward the boy's side with a burning wooden stick in hand, wildly waving the torch at the wolf.

The girl was incredibly scared, but she still remembered how her grandfather once said wolves feared fire the most.

The boy was stunned as he stared at this girl who was only a little bigger than her.

This girl seemed to have descended from the sky. Her fearless background filled him with a mysterious sense of safety.

The wolf stared at the girl intently, its tail drooping and its eyes s.h.i.+ning coldly. Its fangs, which could rip through everything, struck terror into people's hearts.

Currently, the wolf was quietly growling at her.

"Grandpa, I'm scared…"

The girl kept nervously looking back at the cave. At that moment, she was regretful. Why didn't she wake Grandpa up and why did she run out here by herself?