"Young Clan Leader, I know." Just then, a boy raised his hand from the middle of the crowd. He was slender and dark-skinned, with a youthful face, but his eyes were bright and full of spirit. "I know," he answered in a low voice.

"Zhang Xiang, right? Go ahead," Cheng Zongyang said with a small smile.

’He knew this kid. He was the youngest of the group, but also the most determined.’

’When the Hunting Hall was being formed, he’d had his men go out to find recruits. This boy, however, was the only one who had personally come to him and repeatedly asked to join, which was why Cheng Zongyang had allowed him in.’

’Reportedly, he also had an older sister who had now joined the Medicine Hall.’

Ignoring everyone else, the boy, Zhang Xiang, immediately squeezed his way from the back of the crowd to the front. He looked at the wild boar and spoke in a low voice:

"Young Clan Leader, you told us that when a Hunter is in the mountains, they must always think things through from every angle. You can’t just charge recklessly the moment you see your prey. We’re supposed to carefully observe our surroundings. If we find prey, we have to check if any other predators are stalking it. If we just rush in without thinking, we might become that predator’s next meal."

Cheng Zongyang nodded, satisfied. "Good. You remembered."

As he spoke, he glanced over the others. "Hunting isn’t a game of life and death. We’re out here to hunt, but staying alive is the number one priority.

"As long as you’re alive, you can always hunt again. But once you’re dead, it’s all over. Caution isn’t cowardice. So, how should we hunt this wild boar?"

After a moment’s pause, someone raised their hand. "Young Clan Leader, the main hunting methods are hunting alone, surrounding the prey, and setting an ambush. In this case, we should surround it. With our numbers, we can prevent it from escaping."

Cheng Zongyang nodded. "Correct. But in this situation, we can use not just an encirclement, but also an ambush, because we have Martial Artists with us..."

He then went on to explain everything from footwork and positioning to the elevation of their path.

"Before you close in, you must have a clear plan for where to drive the prey. This will effectively and significantly increase your chances of a successful hunt..."

"When prey senses danger, it usually runs uphill, not down. If it does run down, it will head straight for me. I’m positioned at the ambush point. That’s why you need to assign more people uphill and fewer downhill."

Following Cheng Zongyang’s commands, the men split into three groups, with Zhou Hansong, Zhou Zhenyuan, and Zhou Zhendong each leading a team. They began the encirclement, spreading out slightly and positioning more men uphill than down, gradually closing in from a distance.

As everyone closed in from a distance, following Cheng Zongyang’s instructions, the little wild boar remained almost completely unaware of the surrounding commotion.

Clearly, the young boar was inexperienced. It had wandered here and was still preoccupied with eating wild berries.

If it had been a full-grown boar, the noise they were making would have been detected from over a hundred meters away.

Let alone the racket that group of newbies was making as they walked.

As expected, the fledgling boar ran into the group of rookie Hunter Gatherers and, in its fright, bolted straight toward him.

In the end, he caught it with a single hand, grabbing the scruff of its neck and hoisting it into the air.

The little boar wasn’t large, but its capture was a result of everyone’s cooperation, leaving the whole group feeling excited and thrilled.

It was as if they had caught it themselves.

Naturally, Cheng Zongyang wasn’t about to crush their newfound confidence. He continued his lesson, then had some of the men bind the boar’s legs and snout. They would carry it back later.

He then led them deeper into the wilderness.