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In the dense forest, there was always a faint scent of blood lingering.
Such an odor was very weak. Neither Princess Jinrou nor Liu Zhang had detected it. Only Chu Mu, who had survived in Prison Island like a wild beast for several years, could track it.
Chu Mu knew that a specially-treated corpse was buried under the spot where Princess Jinrou had rested. The smell of blood was too weak for even Princess Jinrou's Demon Spirit to detect.
"Come here," Chu Mu told Princess Jinrou, his conscience making him reluctant to have such a beautiful woman standing on top of a corpse.
"What's wrong?" Princess Jinrou asked curiously as she walked to Chu Mu's side.
"That place is not safe," Chu Mu didn't explain much; his gaze passed through rows of tree trunks as he looked deeper into the jungle.
"Your Highness, don't worry. I have already checked when I came just now. There will be no problems here," Liu Zhang promptly replied.
