The Ancient Battlefield

"Are you sure he is headed in that direction?" one of the Golden Hall experts asked Envoy Ming rudely.

Envoy Ming didn't mind the rude tone. Even he was surprised by his findings. And he knew how much Duncan liked to take chances. Let alone this Golden Hall expert who knew very little about Duncan.

"Why would I lie?" Envoy Ming asked calmly. "If you forgot, I lost my hand to that demonspawn. This is the longest trail of his I have found so far. And if you take a look, you will see why I came to that conclusion."

The Golden Hall expert frowned and looked at the trail pointed out by Envoy Ming. He had come across a few patches like this prior to this. He knew Envoy Ming was telling the truth. None of the trails he had found went on for this long.