Bab 296: Chapter 6 Hunter_2

"Wait." Winters's spirit lifted, interrupting the old hunter, "You found footprints?"

"Yes, sir."

Then why are you talking so much nonsense? Winters couldn't help but criticize inwardly, immediately commanding Hunter Ralph, "Where? Take us to see!"

Under the guidance of the hunter father and son, Winters, Gerard, and Sergei advanced deeper into the forest.

This was truly a place where few people tread; the deeper they went, the quieter and more profound the forest became. Not even the chirping of birds and insects could break the endless silence of the forest; only the rustling of leaves as the wind brushed through them could be heard.

Looking back, Winters could no longer discern the path they had taken to come here.

But the hunter father and son were as familiar with this forest as the backs of their hands. Hunter Ralph, who appeared to be at least forty years of age, strode with vigor through the woods, quickly locating the spot he remembered: "This is it!"