Most importantly, Lin Fan realized that the further they went, the thicker the snow became. If hidden weapons were concealed within the snow, they would be almost impossible to detect!
Not long after, Lin Fan and his group entered a forest encased in ice!
No one knew how long these trees had been here; they were densely packed and tall, but all had been turned into ice sculptures!
Moreover, the trunks of these trees were thick, wrapped in a layer of snow and ice, completely capable of concealing a human figure!
"So, this is the path you and your father took?" Lin Fan suddenly asked Lu Yao.
"Yes! Why?" Lu Yao pretended to remain calm.
"Can I ask how old you were back then?" Lin Fan continued to probe.
"I was about five or six years old! It was seventeen or eighteen years ago!" Lu Yao replied unclearly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan's brow furrowed even more tightly!
