Delivered By Wind

"Are you sure this is the place?" Su Zhixing asked.

They had lost track of the other people the previous night. Wang Yao had been the one leading in front.

"I can only speculate that they are around here," Wang Yao said.

His judgment was based simply on the residual scent in the air. It was a special scent originating from those strangers. It was the scent of medicinal materials. The other team had smeared special ointments on their bodies to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes and poisonous insects.

"If we have not yet discovered their tracks by dark, we will withdraw," Su Zhixing said.

It was not his decision. It was an order from the higher-ups.

"Understood!"

After an hour's rest, they continued their journey and advanced for about half an hour. Wang Yao suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.

"What is wrong?" Su Zhixing asked.

"We can stop chasing," Wang Yao said. "We will not be able to catch up."