After two days, Zhang Heng and Wendy finally reached their destination.
Gazing at the small town from a distance, Zhang Heng said, "Did your father tell you that he came here to talk business?"
"Yes, he said that before he left." Wendy nodded, hesitating before she continued, "Do you think he lied?"
"It's unlikely. Didn't you send a telegram to the sheriff here? He did say your father had left."
"Okay."
"At least it tells us that he has something to do with all this. Let's head to the town to check it out."
As Zhang Heng and Wendy rode on, they passed a crop field that wasn't growing very well. It seemed the weather was not the only reason that caused the plantation to fail. All the crops were wilting, and the strangest thing was that there was not one farmer around.
