Qingi also found it strange.
Although they were in a carriage, they arrived in the mountains almost at the sa ti as the group of Xiu Luo Envoys.
Lei Hu and his group were even faster.
They had already searched the area.
Bai Zhi’er followed Feng Fuce off the carriage and imdiately slled a burnt odor.
Lei Hu walked over with a grave expression: "Marquis, we haven’t found Chu Ping’s presence around, but there is a cabin on fire, almost completely destroyed."
Qingi nearly lost her balance and quickly asked, "Where is it?"
Feng Fuce nodded: "Lead the way, let have a look."
Lei Hu imdiately led the way.
After passing through the forest path.
Bai Zhi’er saw that a cabin was half-collapsed, with the remaining flas still burning.
But seeing the surrounding charred land, she knew how intense the fire had been before.
Thankfully, there were no woods around, or it would have certainly caused a forest fire.
The Xiu Luo Envoys were riding horses, drawing water from the nearby stream to extinguish the fire.
Lei Hu said to Feng Fuce: "When we first discovered it, I rushed in; there was no one inside, but..."
Lei Hu, usually calm and composed, had a slight tremor in his voice.
He held out his palm: "These are Chu Ping’s Jade Pendant and token, found in the cabin, along with so of his burned clothes."
"Because the cabin burned so fiercely, it’s impossible to determine whether so of the ashes are human or not..."
Qingi let out a low cry, rushing to the cabin’s side: "Chu Ping, let see, Chu Ping won’t be dead!"
Lei Hu looked at her figure with pity.
Chu Ping had worked with him for over a decade, and the two were already like brothers.
The Xiu Luo Envoys were also sowhat distressed.
Chu Ping was well-liked and generous in Xiuluo Guard.
If he were to perish so mysteriously, the Xiuluo Guard would not let it go.
Bai Zhi’er furrowed her brows.
It shouldn’t be!
Just now on the road, she calculated Chu Ping’s birth dates.
Though this event was perilous, he wouldn’t die.
Chu Ping might even live to be over eighty.
Bai Zhi’er looked at Feng Fuce beside her.
He appeared even more composed.
Earlier on the road, Feng Fuce had been sowhat serious.
But after seeing this place, he didn’t seem worried anymore.
Only the icy black in his eyes was more intense than before.
Feng Fuce stepped forward, glanced inside the smoky cabin.
After coming out, he looked around the ground.
In an inconspicuous patch of grass, there were signs of dragging and struggling.
Feng Fuce said lightly: "Since Chu Ping ca out with Guoguo, if Chu Ping burned to death, Guoguo ran away."
"Then those suspected burned fragnts in the cabin wouldn’t be a complete person."
"Chu Ping isn’t that short; if it’s Guoguo, even less likely would Chu Ping let Guoguo burn to death without intervention."
Pointing at the drag marks in the grass, he said: "Lei Hu, take the n and track this trail."
"Yes!"
Lei Hu swiftly mounted his horse and led the group away.
Qingi knelt on the ground, weeping.
Bai Zhi’er walked over to support her up: "Sister Qingi, don’t cry, Brother Fu Ce said, Brother Chu Ping couldn’t have burned to death."
Feng Fuce looked around: "Chu Ping is definitely still alive."
Qingi raised her tearful eyes: "Really?"
"Because I trained him, he wouldn’t die in such a place," Feng Fuce said coldly.
His gaze was deep, reminiscent of an awakened ancient beast, faintly wild.
Feng Fuce held Bai Zhi’er’s hand: "The mountain road ahead is steep, follow , we will find Chu Ping."
Qingi quickly gathered herself and followed.
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