Walking up the mountain, Strategist Huang's eyes couldn't help but twitch as a putrid smell filled the air. After walking another half hour and finding the smell only got stronger rather than fading, he couldn't help but pinch his nose and look at Fu Hao Xin and say, "Fu Hao Xin, is your nose broken?"
Confused, Fu Hao Xin turned around and shook his head.
Seeing this, Strategist Huang's fury rose, and he said, "Then why did you bring us to such a wretched place? Won't the beasts be able to follow our smell if we get tainted?"
Hearing this, Fu Hao Xin understood the reason behind Strategist Huang's anger and quickly explained, "Ah, it's not like that. Uh, this smell is rather repulsive to the beasts as the plants here have a slight poisonous tendency. Although it won't stop a beast that already hates you from giving up, at the very least, it should help us avoid some trouble. As for tracing the smell…"
