Chapter 112 An An had cried so much his voice was hoarse. Lying on a clean cloth, his tiny hands and feet flailed in the air in panic. When he saw someone approaching, he let out another round of wailing. “Waaah… waaaah…” Beside him lay a rabbit that had crashed into a tree and died. Its white fur was stained with blood, and it had clearly breathed its last. With such a gory scene right in front of him, it was no wonder An An had been scared out of his wits. Li Dazhuang walked over and picked…