"Has there been any sign of Ryan and his people leaving the South?" Shan asked the soldier he had assigned to guard the border.
"It looks like they crossed last night, sir. There's a trail they left behind, but I couldn't get to them because they moved so fast." The soldier replied as he handed over a branch that had red marks on it. It looked like dried blood stains.
Shan sniffed it lightly, and it was indeed a bloodstain. "Alright, good job. At least we know where they are now," Shan said, patting the soldier on the shoulder.
After confirming the latest situation there, Shan moved to another place. He also carried the branch in his large robe. Now, he had to go to the South again to make sure, and then return to follow the flow from South to North. He had to determine where Mat would go next after leaving the South.
Spurring his horse on so fast, Shan stared focused ahead.
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