If this had happened on land, Shen Luo may have been able to find some trace with his extraordinary senses. Still, as it occurred on water, any scent would be washed away by the water, leaving him helpless.
"Forget the other things in that shipment, there was a batch of Red Snake Grass that got lost too, those damn water bandits!" The anger in Manager Ma's eyes was vivid.
"Red Snake Grass? Is it a kind of spirit grass that looks like a red snake and is highly poisonous? I remember this grass is just a common spiritual material, only used in the refinement of a few poisons, not particularly precious." Shen Luo had read about this grass in classics, so he hesitated before speaking.
