Deep in the Karakoram Mountains, I saw a herd of blue sheep. On the steep cliff, they stood almost clinging to the cliff, and above the cliff, a group of wild wolves watched eagerly. The tour guide urged: “Don’t look anymore. If the wolf doesn’t leave, the blue sheep won’t move. Let’s see who can survive longer. Even if they fall to death, they will not leave the cliff.” I was deeply shocked and roared loudly at the cliff several times, hoping to scare the wolf away, but the sound seemed to be blocked by the wind. The wolf had no intention of leaving, and the blue sheep seemed to…