Qin Yi nodded slightly, a look of admiration in his eyes for Yun Qinglian. This woman's observational skills were quite meticulous.
Yun Qinglian wore a smug expression on her pretty face, pointing at the marks on the ground and saying: "These marks look like they were left by a sharp blade, but they're dense, likely left by the Iron Armor Fiery Centipede. We've tracked the Flying Iron Armor Centipede before, and the marks were similar. From this, we can deduce that the size of this Iron Armor Fiery Centipede is similar to the Flying Iron Armor Centipede we encountered."
Qin Yi's lips curled up slightly, "That's right, what else did you notice?"
Yun Qinglian observed for a while and said: "These marks on the ground vary in depth; the shallow ones have been buried by wind and sand, likely left a long time ago. The deep ones were probably made not long ago, no more than half a month. So, in the past few days, the Iron Armor Fiery Centipede should have been feeding."
