The terrain of Guai Mountain wasn't complex, and Widow Xie's group had already searched it once before Ji Huan returned.
Besides, what could you expect a dog to do?
But Ji Huan wouldn't give up and insisted on going up the mountain.
Worried she was too distraught, the others had no choice but to accompany her, though they didn't hold out much hope.
They had expected this trip to take them deep into the mountain forest, but surprisingly, Ji Huan stopped not long after they'd entered.
And the reason Ji Huan stopped was because Dahuang had suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Hu Liang asked softly, confused.
Ji Huan held him back, her eyes fixed on Dahuang without blinking.
Dahuang had suddenly turned off the mountain path onto this fork. It had walked some distance before turning back, its head now buried in the undergrowth, nose twitching as it sniffed at something.
Ji Huan's heart leaped into her throat.
