The cold wind blew, carrying the scent of blood. Ruan Jiaojiao tightened her grip on the reins; the snow beneath the horses' hooves had frozen into hard, dark-red chunks.
Broken blades, arrowheads, and fragments of human bodies half-buried in the drifts—the further southeast she went, the clearer the traces of battle became. Her heart hammered, and her fingers unconsciously brushed the short blade at her waist. Clearly, Pei Huaiyu must have been driven toward the southeast. She had searched the mountains earlier and found no sign of them, only to encounter A-Jiu; the mountain was simply too vast.
"How did you know Pei Huaiyu was here?" Ashina Chengguang asked.
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