Chapter 440

"It's here!" Wyatt's eyes shot up sharply. Nevertheless, the top of the cliff was empty, with nothing in sight. The frigid mountain breeze swept through an old tree standing before the rundown house, causing its leaves to quiver and produce a gentle rustling melody. The sunlight created an ethereal effect, turning the trembling leaves into delicate shadows fluttering in the air. Wyatt scanned around quickly but found nothing. "Did I sense it wrongly?" He doubted himself slightly. "What happened, Mr. Coleman? Is the red fox here?" Maverick stormed into the house and donned a bow and arrow. Then, he rushed outside, gripping a gleaming wood chopper. Wyatt stood there, silent and still, as if in deep meditation. A high-pitched howl, like a wolf or a fox, echoed through the mountains. The atmosphere turned creepy. "Humph! What a trick!" Wyatt's lips curled into a cold smile as he swiftly rose from the ground. With movements as quick as a shadow, he leaped onto the cliff and sprinted t