Jiang Pengji frowned and looked at the sheepskin map in her hands.
Meng Hun saw how focused she was and did not dare to disturb her.
After a while, she drew a route on the map with her finger. "We'll go this way."
Meng Hun glanced at the sheepskin map with some doubt. He did not know why she was so sure about it.
Panting heavily, Jiang Pengji drank half the amount of water in her water bottle. She tied it to the horse's trappings and said, "He didn't say where they were before he died, but the marks on his body showed everything." Jiang Pengji wiped her face with her palm.