Time gradually passed, and even though there was no moon tonight, there were many stars sparkling in the sky. As such, even though it was not very bright, it was not completely dark either. Around 1 AM at night, everything became deathly silent, and Zhao Fu started to venture into the Whitefur Monkeys’ territory.
Zhao Fu passed through the mountain ridge like a ghost, and soon, he arrived at where 10 or so Whitefur Monkeys were standing guard. By now, all of the Whitefur Monkeys were gone, and there were footprints, rocks, and branches everywhere.
It was likely that many Whitefur Monkeys arrived with rocks and branches after Zhao Fu’s party left. However, after finding out that Zhao Fu and his people had left, they threw these things down and left.
Zhao Fu followed the tracks left behind by the Whitefur Monkeys and continued onwards.