Chapitre 1136: The Deserter Prince

While the meeting continued on in the Light Harmony Sect, Lin Mu continued his investigation.

'With the number of people to fall from nearly a hundred to merely ten… something must have happened. And all that to happen in merely two days is a bit too much as well.' Lin Mu thought to himself.

"Little Shrubby, do you smell any other scents than these ones? Did they split up, perhaps?" Lin Mu questioned.

~SNIFF~ 

Little Shrubby's small nose twitched as he quickly analyzed the scents.

"They don't just have their own scents. There is the scent of more people on them." Little Shrubby answered. "And also blood… but very little. Doesn't seem like it came from an injury or fight, though." He added.

Hearing this Lin Mu narrows his brows. He would understand if the scent of blood was high, as it would mean that these people had fought a battle and gotten injured. But there was still the scent of others on them.