Immortals Are Human, Too

Wang Qihao went up the mountain to hunt, but was drawn in by the repeated cries of wild boars.

He followed the sound, and only when he got closer did he realize things weren't as simple as he'd imagined.

He had a vague feeling someone had set him up, but something still seemed off!

With no other choice, Wang Qihao could only curse: “What rotten luck!”