The hide contained a very simple map which was marked with the coordinates and distance from Lhasa to the small town of Tuer.
Fei Fei rubbed the area between her brows in distress, "These fake lamas had been headed to the small town of Tuer. They were... Perhaps they were the descendants of King Gesar's other warriors. They must have sensed the destruction of the mandala seal which was used to suppress the golden monkey. They were rushing here to stop it when they unexpectedly bumped into Tian Yin and were then killed in cold blood!"
Fei Fei's hesitant tone of speaking which was filled with uncertainty slowly became more convinced. Other than her speculation, there was no better explanation.
Xiao Sha shook his head again, "They are imitation-brand lamas..."